Ghosts and Goblins by The Teeth (Philadelphia) Lyrics

Slow down, keep your feet on the ground
A joke, things are funny, oh so funny
But you know they hurt
You know they get you when you're down
And get you when you're hanging 'round

This table is an island and its getting very small
We're all drunk, the sea will come and try to drown us all
The dogs, the cats, the mummies have all seen this play before
Who cares?
Who cares?

So you think that things are getting easy?
Easy, easy, I'm not going to work, and I'm not eeling out
But there is a part of me that still enjoys walking down the street
But you know you're down, and when you're down
You get so mean, you gеt so foul, it's like
Why is everyonе looking away from me?
And I don't know why I don't know

This table is an island and its getting very small
We're all drunk, the sea will come and try to drown us all
The dogs, the cats, the mummies have all seen this play before
Who cares?
Who cares?
If the caffeine was stronger I'd let you stay longer
But I've got a headache, my back hurts, its too late
My back hurts, its too late