Lyrics

Ghost Town

We got used to living ordinary lives,
Pop out for a drink on a Saturday night –
Never get home ‘til Tuesday week.
Ghost Town Blues.

Tax-man knocking around every door –
Looking for extravagance and more.
He didn’t realise that we had holes in our jeans.
Ghost Town Blues.

Music slowly started getting around –
Drinking and dancing until the early hours.
Never disturbed by a rap on the door.
Ghost Town Blues.

We got used to living ordinary lives –
Leaving the town to go take it to you.
Leaving the life we had become accustomed to.
Ghost Town Blues.