There's a ghost that blows
Through every kind of
Anytown:
There's someone who says he knows
The reasons why this
Big man died.
It was a shame about the lies
No place round here for a man
Who tells the truth.
(Chorus)
Hey, but don't pay much attention to that,
Because I must say I knew him well
And that was just a crease in his hat
-- That was just a crease in his hat.
There's a trick that's always played
By the dull and dim
On the brightest things:
Hand in the money-maker's bag [Hand him the money-maker's badge?]
Doomed to carry
Misfit's brand,
Like a weird wild-west show,
Where the hero dies
In the end.
compositores: Martin Brammer / David Brewis
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