everybody has a ghost everybody has a ghost who sings like you do yours is not like mine but it's alright, keep it up
boy loses rib in New Orleans he can't help eyein' up the whores under the bridge boy loses rib and lets a hellified cry into the dark where did I go wrong?
where did I go wrong? I never needed this before I need a woman to help me feel
everybody has the dream everybody has the dream like a world tattoo yours is not like mine, it's alright, keep it up
the scalped dives into the skin good doctors never leave a scar no proof again I'll take the myth, you take the blood it's all the same to the world dreamer it's all the same in the end
boy loses rib in New Orleans he trades some ether for a chance under the bridge
boy loses rib as he's summoned to the mud flat on his back cryin' where did I go wrong?