Take a look inside this fishy head
You'd be surprised what you may find in there
There's a little room for every person I do know
With a table and a chair

Every single room is occupied by someone
In my universe of plain simplicity
Illuminated by a little lightbulb
That is controlled just by me

No more ghosts (No more ghosts)
No more fuzzy pictures
No more ghosts (No more ghosts)
No more ghosts

No more ghosts (No more ghosts)
No more fuzzy pictures
No more ghosts (No more ghosts)
No more ghosts

You can imagine that there has to be a power source
That delivers all the energy
That is required to keep everybody in light
I call this power sympathy

Now take a seat
This is an invitation
I think I know how you feel
Don't you dare to look behind the walls
I switch your light off, that's my will

No more ghosts (No more ghosts)
No more fuzzy pictures
No more ghosts (No more ghosts)
No more ghosts

No more ghosts (No more ghosts)
No more fuzzy pictures
No more ghosts (No more ghosts)
No more ghosts

Take a look inside this fishy head
You'd be surprised what you may find in there
There's a little room for every person I do know
With a table and a chair

Take a seat
This is an invitation
I think I know how you feel
Don't you dare to look behind the walls
I switch your light off, that's my will

No more ghosts (No more ghosts)
No more fuzzy pictures
No more ghosts (No more ghosts)
No more ghosts

No more ghosts (No more ghosts)
No more fuzzy pictures
No more ghosts (No more ghosts)
No more ghosts
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by Dickinson (last.fm/user/e-dead-motion_)