Lyrics Run Glum Down - Ghostown
Im
blind
by
the
light,
im
high
as
a
kite
55
kilos
is
still
kinda
light
And
5ft
7 is
no
kind
oh
height
As
long
as
im
driven,
ill
maki
it
through
the
night
Roaming
through
the
darkness
like
my
hearts
tony
starkest
The
night
starless,
is
my
future
star-kissed
I
wander
from
the
bar
pissed,
got
a
track
with
a
harpist
Just
a
jingle
in
my
brain,
but
ill
bring
it
all
the
same
These
words
cant
contain,
but
im
contained
in
these
words
The
message
is
blurred,
but
its
simple
to
be
heard
Picked
up
the
shovel,
the
shovel
and
the
pick
Im
level
in
my
shit,
i
struggle
and
i
slip
My
family
just
packed
cos
my
tactics
just
lacked
Thought
i
might
slip
through
crack
but
ill
have
them
right
back
I
been
singing
many
moons,
Put
my
glooms
over
tombs
When
the
phantom
resumes,
it
d
be
wise
to
assume
That
i
rise
with
the
sun,
and
all
that
lies
with
the
sun
On
the
run
id
be
dumb,
but
id
slum
number
one
A
rumble
in
my
tum,
a
dark
glass
of
rum
(Dark)
My
whisky
boats
rocking,
my
l'eau
de
vie's
come
Its
so
to
be
glum,
im
slow
to
be
fun
I
throw
the
hope,
row
the
boat,
just
to
be
done
To
the
path
that
i
clung,
when
im
30
years
young
I
gather
up
the
crumbs,
in
the
haunts
where
i
hung
Stuck
in
the
groove
of
a
halftime
blues
But
i
got
nothing
to
loose,
so
loosen
my
shoes
My
fingers
tap
the
ivories,
she
had
a
sly
eye
for
these
Read
my
mind
like
libraries,
diagnosed,
my
disease
No
matter
what
i
believe,
i
leave
on
a
fresh
note
Hunger
getting
steely,
capellini
green
pesto
My
appetite
grows,
like
dynamite
blows
In
a
stalagmite
pose,
where
i
saddle
my
woes
Ragamuffin
clothes,
the
muffin
man
knows
Im
plucking
banjos,
and
stuffing
down
my
prose
Fish
the
flies
out
my
wine
but
im
not
one
to
wine
About
life's
slow
decline,
sometimes
i
rewind
Benign,
philanthropic,
sunshine
in
the
tropics
Dance
round
the
topic
of
the
beat
when
they
drop
it
My
throats
giving
in,
from
this
life
its
living
in
But
i
found
a
magic
ointment,
need
a
wife
to
rub
it
in
So
thanks
for
stopping
in,
now
its
time
to
be
snugging
in
My
worlds
a
rugged
Inn,
but
thats
where
my
love
begins
Welcome
to
my
reality,
southern
hospitality
Get
your
feet
tapping
like
a
hereditary
malady
Its
so
to
be
glum,
im
slow
to
be
fun
Throw
the
hope,
row
the
boat,
just
to
be
done
To
the
path
that
i
clung,
when
im
30
years
young
Gather
up
the
crumbs,
in
the
haunts
where
i
hung
![Ghostown - Wuchak](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/p/l/m/z/x447y2zmlp.jpg)
1 Tight Rope
2 Donkey
3 Who's Dub - Dub
4 Who's Step
5 The Day of the Wuchak
6 Blue Tiger
7 Bachelor Blues
8 Circus
9 Sorcery
10 Run Glum Down
11 Chunky Mountain
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