Ghost to Ghost

I'm a raging bull
Fighter of irrelevant causes
Did my thing, no need for the applause
Unluckiest of days there ever was

Like a ghost to ghost
We cover most
I got a leash on my brother
Pull it back and he'll choke
Pull it back and he'll choke
As the hurricane spoke to me
I'm raging bull
Father of [the] American void
Looking for somebody to avoid
Lurking in the shadows of a voice

Like a ghost to ghost
We cover most
I got a leash on my brother
Pull it back and he'll choke
Pull it back and he'll choke
As the hurricane spoke to me
The worst of times like the best
Are always passing away
The worst of times like the best
Are always passing away
Oh, aren't they?

Like a ghost to ghost
We cover most
I got a leash on my brother
Pull it back and he'll choke
Pull it back and he'll choke
As the hurricane spoke to me

I'm raging bull
Father of [the] American void
Looking for somebody to avoid
Lurking in the shadows of a voice



Credits
Writer(s): Bedford Falls
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