Living In A Ghost Town
Monday, May 4, 2020 - 11:10
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
I'm the ghost
Living in a ghost town
I'm a ghost
Living in a ghost town
You can look for me
But I can't be found
You can search for me
I had to go underground
Life was so beautiful
Then we all got locked down
Feel a like ghost
Living in a ghost town, yeah
Once this place was humming
And the air was full of drumming
The sound of cymbals crashing
Glasses were all smashing
Trumpets were all screaming
Saxophones were blaring
Nobody was caring if it's day or night (Whoa, oh)
Whoa, oh
I'm a ghost
Living in a ghost town
I'm going nowhere
Shut up all alone
So much time to lose
Just staring at my phone
Every night I am dreaming
That you'll come and creep in my bed
Please let this be over
Not stuck in a world without end
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
Preachers were all preaching
Charities beseeching
Politicians dealing
Thieves were happy stealing
Widows were all weeping
No beds for us to sleep in
Always had the feeling
It will all come tumbling down
I'm a ghost
Living in a ghost town
You can look for me
But I can't be found
Whoa, oh
We're all living in a ghost town (Whoa, oh)
Oh, living in a ghost town (Whoa, oh)
We were so beautiful (Whoa, oh)
I was your man about town (Whoa, oh)
Living in this ghost town (Whoa, oh)
Ain't having any fun (Whoa, oh)
If I want a party (Whoa, oh)
It's a party of one
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
I'm the ghost
Living in a ghost town
I'm a ghost
Living in a ghost town
You can look for me
But I can't be found
You can search for me
I had to go underground
Life was so beautiful
Then we all got locked down
Feel a like ghost
Living in a ghost town, yeah
Once this place was humming
And the air was full of drumming
The sound of cymbals crashing
Glasses were all smashing
Trumpets were all screaming
Saxophones were blaring
Nobody was caring if it's day or night (Whoa, oh)
Whoa, oh
I'm a ghost
Living in a ghost town
I'm going nowhere
Shut up all alone
So much time to lose
Just staring at my phone
Every night I am dreaming
That you'll come and creep in my bed
Please let this be over
Not stuck in a world without end
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
Preachers were all preaching
Charities beseeching
Politicians dealing
Thieves were happy stealing
Widows were all weeping
No beds for us to sleep in
Always had the feeling
It will all come tumbling down
I'm a ghost
Living in a ghost town
You can look for me
But I can't be found
Whoa, oh
We're all living in a ghost town (Whoa, oh)
Oh, living in a ghost town (Whoa, oh)
We were so beautiful (Whoa, oh)
I was your man about town (Whoa, oh)
Living in this ghost town (Whoa, oh)
Ain't having any fun (Whoa, oh)
If I want a party (Whoa, oh)
It's a party of one
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
Writer(s): Keith Richards, Michael Phillip Jagger
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