Sparks - The Ghost of Liberace lyrics
[Sparks - The Ghost of Liberace lyrics]
It was a dark and stormy
Night that I stepped out
Something strange was in the air
I couldn't figure it out
Who's there, tell me what you want from me
Oh, no, I can't believe what I now see
They say the paranormal's just
A sucker's game i keep an open mind
But deep down I feel the same
Oh, no, now I think I've changed my mind
Oh, no, now I know I've changed my mind
The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round
Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns
The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique
If he were alive he'd now be at his peak
The ghost of Liberace the ghost of Liberace
Across the street
In fact across the whole damn town
They're making fun of him
They try to put him down
Oh yeah, but I wished they'd let him be
Oh yeah, he's not hurting you or me
Sometimes he blinds the drivers
With his shiny suit's
They see that smile and they laugh at him
Hey don't shoot
Oh, no, now he's hung in effigy
On no, why can't they just let him be
The ghost of Liberace the ghost of Liberace
The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round
Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns
The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique
If he were alive he'd now be at his peak
The ghost of Liberace the ghost of Liberace
The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round
Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns
The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique
If he were alive he'd now be at his peak
The ghost of Liberace the ghost of Liberace
He hums Evita and Moon River and Michelle
Maybe that's why the people scream
Out "go to hell"
Oh, no, now they're throwing cans of beer
Oh, no, I thought ghosts could disappear
But he remains in all his glory
It's so strange
These aren't the kind of people he can change
But wait, now they're starting to applaud
I guess there really is a God above
The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round
Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns
The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique
If he were alive he'd now be at his peak
The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round
Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns
The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique
If he were alive he'd now be at his peak
The ghost of Liberace
Night that I stepped out
Something strange was in the air
I couldn't figure it out
Who's there, tell me what you want from me
Oh, no, I can't believe what I now see
They say the paranormal's just
A sucker's game i keep an open mind
But deep down I feel the same
Oh, no, now I think I've changed my mind
Oh, no, now I know I've changed my mind
The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round
Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns
The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique
If he were alive he'd now be at his peak
The ghost of Liberace the ghost of Liberace
Across the street
In fact across the whole damn town
They're making fun of him
They try to put him down
Oh yeah, but I wished they'd let him be
Oh yeah, he's not hurting you or me
Sometimes he blinds the drivers
With his shiny suit's
They see that smile and they laugh at him
Hey don't shoot
Oh, no, now he's hung in effigy
On no, why can't they just let him be
The ghost of Liberace the ghost of Liberace
The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round
Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns
The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique
If he were alive he'd now be at his peak
The ghost of Liberace the ghost of Liberace
The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round
Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns
The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique
If he were alive he'd now be at his peak
The ghost of Liberace the ghost of Liberace
He hums Evita and Moon River and Michelle
Maybe that's why the people scream
Out "go to hell"
Oh, no, now they're throwing cans of beer
Oh, no, I thought ghosts could disappear
But he remains in all his glory
It's so strange
These aren't the kind of people he can change
But wait, now they're starting to applaud
I guess there really is a God above
The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round
Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns
The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique
If he were alive he'd now be at his peak
The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round
Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns
The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique
If he were alive he'd now be at his peak
The ghost of Liberace