A Rush and a Push and the Land is Ours - Broadway Calls

Hello

I am the ghost of a Troubled Joe

Hung by his pretty white neck

Some eighteen months ago

I travelled to a mystical time zone

And I missed my bed

And I soon came home

They said,

«There's too much caffeine in your blood stream

And a lack of real spice in your life.»

I said,

«Leave me alone because I’m alright, dad.

Surprised to still be on my own.»

Oh, but don’t mention love

I’d hate the strain of the pain again

A rush and a push and the land

That we stand on is ours

It has been before

So it shall be again

And people who are uglier than you and I

They take what they need, and just leave

Oh, but don’t mention love

I’d hate the pain of the strain all over again

A rush and a push and the land

We stand on is ours

It has been before

So why can’t it be now?

And people who are weaker than you and I

They take what they want from life

Oh, but don’t mention love

No, no, don’t mention love!

A rush and a push and the land

We stand on is ours

Your youth may be gone

But you’re still a good man

So phone me, phone me, phone me

So phone me, phone me, phone me

Oh, I think I’m in love

Oh, I think I’m in love

Oh, I think I’m in love

Oh, I think I’m in love

Oh, I think I’m in love