Song parody of
Ghosts of You
by The Wretched Excess
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Ride down on Scenic to the beach
Keep that bottle in the bag
Just until we hit the sand
Where the road goes blank
Well, you should know it's not yours to keep
So wait 'till late in the day
When the blues run deep
You'll see it's everything they say
Distant lights across the bay
You are what hides there
Without a face or skin
You are footprints left behind
In the dark
Here come those El Diablo winds again
The ghosts of my life, blew wilder than the wind
And it struck me, I know that time flew
Now coming back to me in waves
It's just trash off the piers
That such pitiless water takes
Well, I should have known it was always you
Out there where figures rise from the sea
In a haze then disappear
I know I'm not the man I used to be
From those days on the quay
You are what hides there
(These ghosts of you)
Without a face or skin
(These ghosts of you)
You are footprints left behind
(These ghosts of you)
In the dark
You are what hides there
(These ghosts of you)
Without a face or skin
(These ghosts of you)
You are footprints left behind
(These ghosts of you)
In the dark
(These ghosts of you)
Ride down on Scenic to the beach
Keep that bottle in the bag
Just until we hit the sand
Where the road goes blank
Well, you should know it's not yours to keep
So wait 'till late in the day
When the blues run deep
You'll see it's everything they say
Distant lights across the bay
You are what hides there
Without a face or skin
You are footprints left behind
In the dark
Here come those El Diablo winds again
The ghosts of my life, blew wilder than the wind
And it struck me, I know that time flew
Now coming back to me in waves
It's just trash off the piers
That such pitiless water takes
Well, I should have known it was always you
Out there where figures rise from the sea
In a haze then disappear
I know I'm not the man I used to be
From those days on the quay
You are what hides there
(These ghosts of you)
Without a face or skin
(These ghosts of you)
You are footprints left behind
(These ghosts of you)
In the dark
You are what hides there
(These ghosts of you)
Without a face or skin
(These ghosts of you)
You are footprints left behind
(These ghosts of you)
In the dark
(These ghosts of you)
