paroles de chanson Spektah - Ghostown feat. Dr Carpets

Living the life of a hermit
Born to be a bastard
He's sailing through the orbits
Ripped to shreds and torn bits
The odour from his arm pits
Cover you in vomit
Calling Dr Carpets
Came out of the bar plastered
Quick to get his arse kicked
Eggs fell out of his basket
Doctors getting alarmist
You shouldn't have got him started
His brain was retarded
When his company parted
Kept his secrets guarded
Left him broken hearted
Living the life of a hermit
Born to be a bastard
He's sailing through the orbits
Ripped to shreds and torn bits
The odour from his arm pits
Cover you in vomit
Calling Dr Carpets
Came out of the bar plastered
You know cos he's a.

Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo
Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo
Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo
Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo

It's the Gadjo, running from three streets as a stranger in a
Tangle, stop dark looks from the coppers can't
Handle, pressure from the others and the brothers just
Mangles, and strangles
It's the stray cat, running from the dogs in the alleys quite
Laid back, really quite right and polite but they
Say that, never getting out from the trap but he
Preys that he's gonna make that
Feeling tipsy, drank eight pints in the bar kind of
Risky, stoned on his own with a bone and a
Whisky now he can't walk, when he talks it's
Lipsy, vision misty
Now the barman's barring his road
Got the car to go
And he's ready to roll
Got the pigs in toe
And he thinks he knows
No friends just foes
No highs, just lows, go go gadjo

Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo
Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo
Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo
Ghost, Spektah, Stranger, Gadjo