One For The Road - The Ghost Of A Thousand

Pull out the pin again

A nail bomb in the heart of this city

But all we ever seem to hit: posers

We dance around our camp fires

As cowards we’re dangerous

But all we ever seem to get: roses

Here’s the future

Haven.t you heard,

Here’s the future

Ghost unit coming for ya

Truth is we’re faltering

Why we scream not why we sing

But all we ever need from you: devotion

Here’s the future

Haven.t you heard,

Here’s the future

Ghost unit coming for ya

Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down

Lights out, lights down, yeah.

Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down

Lights out, lights down, yeah.

We learn the new tricks in our days off

We build our gravestones with our day jobs

Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down

Lights out, lights down, yeah.

Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down

Lights out, lights down, yea