1,2,3,4
1,2,3,4
If our raincoats are any indication,
it was a wet one like the beach at Fullers home.
My visions of Susanna of drinking missiles
and my visions of the past I left alone.
I block your memory like my youthfullness
but even certain sounds can cause a dirty mess.
Mmmmmm, Mmmmmm.
Before I left I kissed your check and wept;
I never hated to hate to love like this.
My shirt, its red and blues, stain my skin.
I told the two I love that I'd be back again.
If puddles and the scraps of cloth return,
well, I'd give a thousands pounds just for a sun burn.
Congradulations, congradulations,
congradulations... to your ghost
to your ghost, to your ghost.
1,2,3,4
If our raincoats are any indication,
it was a wet one like the beach at Fullers home.
My visions of Susanna of drinking missiles
and my visions of the past I left alone.
I block your memory like my youthfullness
but even certain sounds can cause a dirty mess.
Mmmmmm, Mmmmmm.
Before I left I kissed your check and wept;
I never hated to hate to love like this.
My shirt, its red and blues, stain my skin.
I told the two I love that I'd be back again.
If puddles and the scraps of cloth return,
well, I'd give a thousands pounds just for a sun burn.
Congradulations, congradulations,
congradulations... to your ghost
to your ghost, to your ghost.