Little Ghost Lyrics

Little GhostHere comes the little ghostHere comes the little ghostHere comes the little ghostOh what a bad mood he's in in the morningActing like that is the best thing that's goingSeems like he was always dancing around youAnd I remember him spinning all overI've been here but not for much longerGo out and get me a hand full of powderRed eyes and red lips that come up and kiss youSun coming up on a big broken pictureHere comes the little ghostHere comes the freaky boyHere comes the little ghostAngel with nothing but make-up and fab thingsDiamonds and fur coats and money and gold ringsPictures of people who love ya and kick thingsOne for the blue boy and two for the dead kingsHere is an angel with wings on his shouldersVery expressive cigarette holderHere is an angel with a bow and arrowSaying God doesn't know how to put on his haloHere comes the little ghostHere comes the freaky boyHere comes the Rolls RoyceHere comes the little ghostHere he comesHere he comesHere comes the freaky boyHere comes the Rolls RoyceHere comes the little ghostHere comes the little ghost