I'm Gonna Haunt This Place Lyrics

Look Park I'm Gonna Haunt This Place

Today the old phantoms came home to roost

Like crows on a telephone cable

Jet black and glazed were their crowns in the sun

The afternoon's shadow was red

All day there were 1 2 3 chords in my head

And the cymbals and tambourine shakes

Like ghosts of old friends I have murdered in song

I'm gonna haunt this place when I'm gone

Breathing patchouli and cinnamon tea

Pouring Malbec from a flagon

Brass sailor figurine sings of the sea

How they once came on the waves

In their fat-bottom boats rusting from the inside

Nightshades all wet with the foam

Oh draw me an anchor in ink on your arm

I'm gonna haunt this place when I'm gone

Mother of mine, queen of seashells

In your suit of cups

I've seen my likeness

In a hospital mylar balloon

In the slow motion shadows

That dance like clouds round the room

Lights off and on like a train in a tunnel

Speak softly, I know what I've done

I'm gonna haunt this place when I'm gone