Knock, knock here I am a civilian outpost
I’ve been dreaming for two
We look out for quicksand
Cuz we bottle and rebrand
and return nightly home to you
C’mon Ghost-o, is this your card?
I’ve been rehearsing this trick for weeks
Summoned and sunburned, enormously ticked off
I’d fade away if this wasn’t sweet
Last night I figured out how this will work
And it’s not some slight of hand
It’s a different way not to die
You could trust me and try it for awhile
Country Before Kings! And kings after:
1) This most pleasant evening
2) Your horoscope’s meaning
I finally figured it out
For Christ’s sake knock it off
The cameras are rolling
Let’s explore the least we could be Two tandem sleepers
Like twin engine heaters
Hold a light & carry this through
There is no song, there is no guide
To lend a clue where we ought to be
Exalted and poised to type out a paean
This isn’t for the king it’s for me
Country Before Kings! And kings after:
1) This most pleasant evening
2) Your horoscope’s meaning
I finally figured it out
My twin teleprompters humming in the night
Trying to send a signal I should lose this fight
But I never took a fall and you’re probably right
This bout will yield nothing but losers
I saw you breaking down in a magazine
And I never told a soul what it meant to me
Now I’m on a mission fueled by LSD
Trying to break these patterns
But I assure you
With a capital A
We’re just players in a fake play
Honey, don’t it all seem so phony?
Ladies & gentlemen, may I introduce
Some dark side of me that’s gotten loose
He’s making the rounds, yeah it’s probably true
They say he looks exactly like me
While you’re back home making real life moves
I’m in a motel outside a Baton Rouge
Reading these pages to some local girl
“Honey, won’t you read my manifesto?”
But I assure you
With a capital A
We’re just players in a fake play
Honey, don’t it all seem so phony?
I been running a marathon
It’s me vs. the hangers-on
We keep singing the same song
In the wrong key
I’m not here to deliberate
I’m not here to associate
I’m only trying to escape my fate
Though it’s not polite
It could happen tonight
But I assure you
With a capital A
We’re just players in a fake play
Honey, don’t it all seem so phony?
I’m gonna build a world that won’t fall apart
Does anybody wanna come with me?
Well I used to be a ghost
But I’m no longer a ghost
There’s a way I was told
Now I know it was true
Now I want what I had
So I’ll take it from you
On my game and off the clock
What kind of mess turns you on?
Well, I used to be a ghost
You know I can’t recall my name (trap door looming in the morning sky)
I guess I threw it all away (split like heaven in the royal night)
I got lost (hit the lights) in the woods (far away)
Sat in capital thrones
I got shot (here’s a torch) by the dunes (c’mon man)
Walked the streets like a drone
In my prime but nodding off
What kind of wreck do you recall?
You know I can’t recall my name
I’m coming back not without injuries
I’ll make my repairs up on your roof
You lost hope when you read my obituary
I’m here to tell you the papers were faked
They threw some mannequin in a lake
If you moved on well you made a mistake
I used to be a ghost
But I’m no longer a ghost
In the haunted mansion
Where Jefferson Airplane
Use to write their hit songs
I fell in love
The future holds me hostage
The past is slightly less violent
I have issues with the present
Still, I come at it with love
It’s neverending
This rule bending
Beat Up, Blissed Out
Bruises On The Brain
They’re sending in a team
To try and write a new refrain
In a clapboard palace
Famished for something
But aiming to mingle
I build a makeshift throne
It’s like I told you
I’m coming for you
With spat out verses
Another bloody nose
The car might not make it
But I can still get us home
Portrait of the artist
As a young trash can
With a naïve game plan
Comes to me now