The Unthinkable-Boom Bip/Buck 65

Box of bones beneath my bed Crow's foot always in my pocket Big black circles, shooting pains Stick a knife into a socket Bottle rockets, rubber bands Throw a good book out the window Boil water, spill the beans Sit still, listen to the wind blow Burn the photos, kill the lights Hold your breath, spy on your neighbours Do the tango with a broom Wrap the presents with newspapers Fly a kite late at night Take a walk along the coast No matter what I still can't sleep Everywhere I still see ghosts Selected works of Karl Marx The greatest hits of Bill Monroe Midnight on the stormy deep Where did all the children go? Angels on the tops of trees Baseball in a prison yard Lovers in the cemetary Close your eyes, it isn't hard Wicked witches cast their spells My heart's been broken more than most No matter what I still can't sleep Everywhere I still see ghosts Pupils dilate, eardrums bleed Students riot in the square Records break but so do bones There's something evil in the air So lock the door and spill your guts Slit your writsts and say you're sorry Take the day off, stay in bed Throw your voice and change your story Stranger things have happened, captain Learn the words and make them true Play their music backwards, listen Even promises break in two Pins and needles, freezing pain We're not there yet, not even close No matter what I still can't sleep Everywhere I still see ghosts Go outside and take your clothes off Dig a hole and lay down in it Swallow hard and make a fist The world could end at any minute So take the train, get right with God Shoot the stars and smoke some crack Pack your bags, put on your shoes Go far away and don't come back Broken glass, razor wire The TV's on but no one's home How everything's the way I like it Not a sound, I'm all alone Inside out and upside down I bang my head against a post No matter what I still can't sleep Everywhere I still see ghosts