| Ghosts
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| 12 Bar Acid Blues
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| Well I found myself in a world of pain
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| And I thought I’d try to get away
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| So I went online and book a trip
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| I thought I could use (?) a holiday
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| So I sat right down and wrote to you
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| Oh dear John those things you do
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| I packed my stuff and wrote to you
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| Off I go singing a different tune
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| So I’m in the cab I’m running late
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| I have no hope getting in these city gates
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| I think of things I should have done
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| Countless things I should have run
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| Oh no what can I do
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| The passport check I’m already through
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| I’ve got a feeling in my gut
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| That I’m in a short deal for a lot of bad luck
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| I should have heeded
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| My father’s saying
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| That things will go wrong
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| If you try to run before you crawl
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| Well as I found things can get worse
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| And I’m starting to think I may be cursed
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| Well the kid behind he’s kicking me
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| Possessed by demons on TV
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| Oh no what can I do
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| My passport’s gone my wallet too
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| I’v eaten fish and I’m feeling sick
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| I can only hope I’ll be landing quick
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| Well first I knew you were up the creek
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| And I got so mad I couldn’t speak
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| I was all geared up for Mexico but I was
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| Landing down now in Moscow
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| Oh no this just won’t do
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| I wanted heat and it’s minus two
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| I’m so choked up but I’m feeling mad
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| I couldn’t believe that it could get this bad
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| I should have heeded
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| My father’s saying that things will go wrong
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| If you rush too fast you will fall
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| Well I lost my bags and all I had
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| Was Judy Free (?) and a fashion mag
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| With no cash and no Visa too I
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| Had a lot of explaining to do
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| Well they said this just won’t do
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| This is counterfeit and so are you
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| Well I found myself without my shoes
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| In a cold jail cell and I’ve got the blues
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| I should have heeded
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| My father’s saying cause things did go wrong
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| When I tried to run and face it head on
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| Do do do do do |