Ghost Town

The colour's drained away, all the streets are bleeding perfumes

And in the checkout lines a couple jilted teary bridegrooms

The lips all stretch and dance about

And talk of days and months spent lying about

I tried to walk to your place but my bones skipped out

Yeah, this is a ghost town

Every friday night another place 'round here goes up for sale

And the place where lovers met was quarantined after the fallout scare

We wave from cars like presidents

And the weeds crowed out the monuments

I can't wait until your letter's sent

Yeah, this is a ghost town

Maybe the ground opened up

And swallowed everyone up

It's just you and me so comfortably

The news out on the wire's of a cruise ship lost out at sea

The security guard slept as a bull ran through the gallery

Some take up residence in funeral homes

Some hang thier fuzzy dice in the catacombs

Alexander Graham Bell's crying on the telephone

Yeah, this is a ghost town