Ghost Town Blues – Prefab Sprout

these days she’s listless though that spring sky is blue.
Her parents try but it’s not much use.
Her boyfriend left home, it was late Summertime,
life was good, they were young, but glory is purblind,
how could a future like that go wrong?
I know the Mayor of this hysterical town,
he worked himself up from the dirt on the ground.
Now everyone asks him questions and so on.
People consider they’ve a right to be told,
he just can’t imagine what it is he should know,
people naturally wonder what it’s all leading to…
Oh Anne Garland, you can’t call this heartbeat a man.
Too sad you bet – we’re all caught in history’s web.
But don’t cry too soon, you might as well fall in love with the Moon.


Lyric Ghost Town Blues – Prefab Sprout