Ghosts - The Presets, Fort Romeau

Oooo ooo oooooo oooo

Oooo ooo oooooo oooo

Once I was a very young man, and very young men are none to clever

Sailed across to faraway lands

And faraway towns of tin and terror

Ran amok in a strip called love

Lost my mind in streets of neon

Now I’m coming on back

Help me up move right, left foot forward

Oh we’ve had a merry old time, but merry old times don’t count for nothing

Cocaine, song and women and wine

Memories blur and they make me shudder

Bed in the morning, eight, four, five

Couple of days to get my head off

Now I’m coming on back

Help me up move right left foot forward

To Go Go Go Go Go Go Go

(Oooo ooo oooooo oooo)

I’m troubled by Gho Gho Gho Gho Gho Gho Ghosts in heaven

Oooo ooo oooooo oooo

Far below the shiniest stars, shiniest stars won’t shine forever

Take your soul and you can go far

If you don’t fall from grace or favor

Gold awaits all those who star

You can take now and I’ll take never

Now I’m coming on back

Help me up move right left foot forward

To Go Go Go Gho Go Go Go

(Oooo ooo oooooo oooo)

I’m troubled by Gho Gho Gho Gho Gho Gho Ghosts in heaven

Oooo ooo oooooo oooo

Go Go Go Go Go Go Go

I’m troubled by Gho Gho Gho Gho Gho Gho Ghosts in heaven

Oooo ooo oooooo oooo

Oooo ooo oooooo oooo

Soon I’ll be a very old man, and very old men they dream of summers

Spent with falls in faraway clans

While hometown crowds sing hymns of courage

Ran amok in a strip called love

Lost my mind in streets of neon

Now I’m coming on home

Help me up move right left foot forward