Testo Ghost Town Blues Prefab Sprout
Sitting alone when her work is through,
These days sheâs listless though that spring sky is blue.
Her parents try but itâs not much use.
Her boyfriend left home, it was late summertime,
Life was good, they were young, but glory is purblind,
How could a future like that go wrong ?
I know the mayor of this hysterical town,
He worked himself up from the dirt on the ground.
Now everyone asks him questions and so on.
People consider theyâve a right to be told,
He just canât imagine what it is he should know,
People naturally wonder what itâs all leading to...
Oh anne garland, you canât call this heartbeat a man.
Too sad you bet - weâre all caught in historyâs web.
But donât cry too soon, you might as well fall in love with the moon.
Oh anne garland, we win or we lose at his hand.
Cars collide and they kill the groom,
Deathâs neatly spruced for his honeymoon.
Find an answer while I leave the room.
Man made the neon and he learned how to fly,
But gold made the stars while he fashioned the sky,
Perhaps I should learn to shut my mouth.