Hey! 

Well I live in this ghostown 
The whispers from the walls will fall like feathers to the ground 
And I walk upon these cemetary streets 
I don't speak the language of the skeletons I meet 

I live in this ghostown 
The acid in the architecture is burning the place down 
And I look out on these solitary streets 
Empty as an afterthought in purple pools of gasoline 
Purple pools of gasoline 

Olie olie olie ahh 
The river's all in flames 
Olie olie olie ahh 
I can't go home again 
Olie olie olie ahh 
This city speaks in rain 

Well I live in this ghostown 
The coffee burns like kerosene and the color of my world is brown 
I wander through these melancholy streets 
Quiet as a photograph and lonley as my vanity 
Yeah, lonley as my vanity 

Olie olie olie ahh 
The river's all in flames 
Olie olie olie ahh 
I can't go home again 
Olie olie olie ahh 
City's rearranged 

Heh! 

Olie olie olie ahh 
The river's all in flames 
Olie olie olie ahh 
I can't go home again 
Olie olie olie ahh 
City feels so strange 

And I'm never gonna to leave this ghostown 
And I'm never gonna to leave this ghostown 
No I'm never gonna to leave this ghostown 
No I'm never gonna to leave the ghostown, yeah