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Jimmy Stanley - Getting High With the Ghost Lyrics



Jimmy Stanley - Getting High With the Ghost Lyrics




You were saying we'll be fine as we race through space and time
Seems the plan didn't work out right, raise a glass to the sleepless nights
I wouldn't say it's a trait of mine, I shy away from the faintest crime
I don't know how we got this far, I can't remember, when'd we start

I need to know what year is it, 'cos I can't tell if I'm still a kid
The movers in the yard say otherwise, I'm really sorry Jimmy but we're out of time

I don't know about you, but when I'm feeling blue
I go to my room, write a couple tunes
I see a ghost, they say kids see those
I stand completely still, follow him up a hill
He asks if I wanna toke, getting high with the ghost

There's so much that I need to thank you for, for killing all the bad thoughts, closing the door
Just a little concentration to make the lines, I'll have to do it later 'cos I'm out of time

Must be a couple hundred ways to say it, but not a single catchy one to phrase it
I've a million different recipes, for you to poison all your enemies
Must be a couple hundred ways to say it, but not a single catchy one to phrase it
I've a million different recipes, for you to poison all your enemies
But I don't we wanna take that road, the point of life is for our minds to grow
I'm nitty gritty from my high horse, I can't explain to you the silent force
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You were saying we'll be fine as we race through space and time
Seems the plan didn't work out right, raise a glass to the sleepless nights
I wouldn't say it's a trait of mine, I shy away from the faintest crime
I don't know how we got this far, I can't remember, when'd we start

I need to know what year is it, 'cos I can't tell if I'm still a kid
The movers in the yard say otherwise, I'm really sorry Jimmy but we're out of time

I don't know about you, but when I'm feeling blue
I go to my room, write a couple tunes
I see a ghost, they say kids see those
I stand completely still, follow him up a hill
He asks if I wanna toke, getting high with the ghost

There's so much that I need to thank you for, for killing all the bad thoughts, closing the door
Just a little concentration to make the lines, I'll have to do it later 'cos I'm out of time

Must be a couple hundred ways to say it, but not a single catchy one to phrase it
I've a million different recipes, for you to poison all your enemies
Must be a couple hundred ways to say it, but not a single catchy one to phrase it
I've a million different recipes, for you to poison all your enemies
But I don't we wanna take that road, the point of life is for our minds to grow
I'm nitty gritty from my high horse, I can't explain to you the silent force
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Writer: James Stanley, III.
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