i'm in the business of ghost catchin' i look under rocks, and sometimes stones the souls that i find, i'm fetchin' cause they got a price laid on them bones oh yes they do
so in the corners of dreams, hidden the last of its kind will live in fear and there it will shiver softly and know in its heart, the end is near oh yes, it will
i'm in the business of scarecrow talkin' i find out a lot from sticks n' straw we chat at the river, walkin' to share all the things we done and saw oh yes we do
so in the corners of woods, waitin' i'll be a-howlin' at your fears there you will shiver, softly and know in your heart that i am here
carry me down that old dark road where the haze will fill my lungs lay me down in the cold black hole where the water will reach my tongue