Jimmie's Chicken Shack - Living With Ghosts

saturday morning cartoons running bounds on your chest
sounding the crack of your belt and we knew what was best

you can laugh it away
you can cry and you might

remember how proud that you were and the look on your face
watching me play thinking we might get out of this place

you can wash it away
try with all your might
but you can't make them disappear
but you can take all their pictures down
one thing 'bout living with ghosts well they're always around

mister i don't do anything
mister you got your voice so sing
of the man that i'm going to be
but i'm not lost inside...of me

spin the backyard dancing circles to sounds in your head
took me years to make up my own so i sleep in your bed

you can pack it away
you can seal the box tight
you can take all my pictures down
but you can't make me disappear