Not Chasing Ghosts Lyrics

Bagheera Not Chasing Ghosts

It always comes one time a year when the wrecking ball
feels near
so grab some Visine and some coins, we're headed for the
coast
we'll deftly navigate the maze of interstate
a thousand cars, a billion stars, still running from our
ghosts
but when we got there, we stood surprised and surrounded
by debris
it seems the boardwalk and the arcade were swallowed by
the sea
our pocket's weighed down with Washington's severed head
was no relief
God bless those high scores forever lost in this coin-op
tragedy