That ghost's gotnnothing to give younYou were right to run around, nYou were right to run aroundnWhere's the sense nin not tellin the truthnif you had tonif you had to give in to na sob story nas an emotional abuse?nnoh, brother, nwe've got our work ncut out for us nyou can cut this out for usnif you can't stand nbehind a mistake, nmaybe don't make itnncause those ghosts nare in love with anyone nthey can see's ngiven them something nfor nothing, nbut you can't see thatnyou're doing that, nbut we all can see nthat you're doing it, nso what's the use nin those secrets?nnOh brother, nwe've got our work ncut out for us nyou can cut this out for usnif you can't stand nbehind a mistake, nmaybe just don't make itnnget out of the habit of going undercovernthe second rain is making the grass act silver nforget about fooling your friends andnrecover some sense nof what you're up againstnnit's such a waste nof time nwithout a prize nto hold us in our lives nit's such a waste nof time nand the city is too small nfor my lifennget out of the habit of going undercovernthe second rain is making the grass act silver nforget about fooling your friends andnrecover some sense nof what you're up againstnnyou've got plenty of optionsnyou've got plenty of optionsnwell, well, well, what have we got here?na mark on your permanent record nwon't disappearni'm a fan, ni'm a family, nyour closest, most trusted enemynnwhat have we got here? nwell well well.n