Standing On Ghosts

I first let a cat out of the bag
It scratched my eyes out, and ordered me to go
To answer all these questions I've had
Will it all become clear?
Will it all become clear now?

Go back, get her
Go back, get her
Go back, get her
Go back, get her
Go back and get her

Go back, get her
Go back, get her
Go back, get her
Go back, get her
Go back and get her

When I found that the ice was going to melt
The seagulls kept on landing on the ground
To answer all these questions I've had
Will it all become clear?
Will it all become clear now?

Go back, get her
Go back, get her
Go back, get her
Go back, get her
Go back and get her

Go back, get her
Go back, get her
Go back, get her
Go back, get her
Go back and get her

Go back, get her (go back, you better get her)
Go back, get her (go back, you better get her)
Go back, get her (go back, you better get her)
Go back, get her (go back, you better get her)

Those four words were standing on
Those four words were standing on

Four words were standing on ghosts
Four words were standing on ghosts
Four words were standing on ghosts
Four words were standing on ghosts



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Writer(s): Alexander James Trimble, Samuel Matthew Halliday, Kevin Stephen Baird
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