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Song language: English
Being A Ghost Isn't That Great |
| Being a ghost isn’t all that |
| Haunting to do because we’re jealous of you |
| I’m unloved, what? |
| Undreamed of, what? |
| Nothing to say, we cry, «Oh, why? |
| Oh, why?» |
| Being a ghost is the most boring |
| I’m full of holes when the rain is pouring |
| I saw Poltergeist, but it’s no where as nice |
| 'Cause every wall I walk through, someone I can’t talk to |
| I’m not too excited to be a apparition and all |
| Have faith, and have delighted |
| After all afterlife’s not fair |
| I’m not into been to being one with thin air |
| I have the hardest time trying to scare away |
| My presentations passed off as hallucinations |
| On a vacation from the 5 senses as well as the 6th sense of humor |
| At least that’s the rumor |
| Being a ghost isn’t all that |
| Haunting to do because we’re jealous of you |
| I’m unloved, what? |
| Undreamed of, what? |
| Nothing to say, we cry, «Oh, why? |
| Oh, why?» |
| Being a ghost isn’t all that |
| Haunting to do because we’re jealous of you |
| I’m unloved, what? |
| Undreamed of, what? |
| Nothing to say, we cry, «Oh, why? |
| Oh, why?» |
| Being a ghost is close to |
| Holding a rookie that doesn’t hold you |
| While we’re shower, I wish I wasn’t watching you |
| Through this one way window in Limbo |
| No where to go, I have no potential though |
| Have any goals, and no residential |
| Eventually a change of part will start me off |
| With the back to wash off feet invisible |
| If I only I could be more colorful |
| But lines to stay inside, would I laugh? |
| Let’s flash back to the world when I was in it |
| (He'll be dead in 60 seconds) |
| Well he’ll have to wait a minute |
| Being a ghost isn’t all that |
| Haunting to do because we’re jealous of you |
| I’m unloved, what? |
| Undreamed of, what? |
| Nothing to say, we cry, «Oh, why? |
| Oh, why?» |
| Being a ghost isn’t all that |
| Haunting to do because we’re jealous of you |
| I’m unloved, what? |
| Undreamed of, what? |
| Nothing to say, we cry, «Oh, why? |
| Oh, why?» |
| Being a ghost isn’t that great |
| I made a date with God to discuss if I could |
| Rejuvenate back to my late physical form |
| I had to fill out a form |
| And my appearance was born into the true me, new me |
| Remodeled me, disembodied now I’m embodied with flesh |
| Out on the beach I forgot what it feels like |
| To make a imprint in the sand underneath |
| Going deep in the water buff |
| Waves crashed in, smashed in my head, smack dab on the rocks |
| So my body is lying in the box |
| And I’m sad to say I’m back in the same spot, ghost |