Ghost Town lyrics

Ghost Town
Cold Chisel
(Twentieth Century)

I`ve been forty days and forty nights
In television land
I`d kill myself with cigarettes
If I could find my hands

Livin` in a ghost town

Take this will and testament
And nail it to the wall
You know I spent my time here
Learning how to crawl

Livin` in a ghost town

And money don`t buy water round
The ghost town
I`ve never found a border round
The ghost town
Whoever sets the weather
Oughta keep it pretty calm
Keep it fine and mild
Cause like a cheap alarm
I`m fuckin` wound

There`s just a man on a bad street
Who cannot turn around
Or shout above the heat
Below the knees he`s
Buried in the ground
Waking up in Sydney babylon
Is what it`s all about
There`s only one way in here
And one way out


Submitted by syz
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