Ghost the Festivals - Johnny Foreigner

So you’ve been crying hard again

I know there’s nothing I can do about it

Brushing off your hands with my arms set to sympathetic

Have you’ve already got your ticket

Got your ride, got your paper bag

All set for quilt and panic attacks

Shouldn’t lend it out if your so scared you’ll never get it back

If you get back, if you get back

So ghost the festivals

Line up on the carousels

How we drink for free

In a cold marquee

And be out by dark

I’m still breathless

Ghost the festivals

Glide over the rolling hills

All cartoon heads

And a sea of tents

I’m less eloquent

And I’m still breathless

So all I want to do is sit and watch the riots on the last night

Dropping all the lamps till the fires are our only light

How your leaving and I don’t know if I’ll ever get to see you again

Keep talking, we’ll sink into the mud

Stepping through the wreckage, all the cans and the skeletal tents

It becomes us, it becomes us

So ghost the festivals

Line up on the carousels

How we drink for free

In a cold marquee

And be out by dark

I’m still breathless

Ghost the festivals

Glide over the rolling hills

All cartoon heads

And a sea of tents

I’m less eloquent

And I’m still breathless

Broken hearted

Lights out

Lights out!

So ghost the festivals

Line up on the carousels

How we drink for free

In a cold marquee

And be out by dark

I’m still breathless

Ghost the festivals

Glide over the rolling hills

All cartoon heads

And a sea of tents

I’m less eloquent

And I’m still breathless

Whoo!