Texty: Rickie Lee Jones. Ghostyhead.

Ghostyhead, ghostyhead
Standing in the door
You think if you don't answer
I can't hear you anymore

Chains you hung from ear to ear
Finally drug your head
But I can see through anything
I know what you bled

Ghostyhead, ghostyhead
You think that I can't see
The shadow of another girl
Each time you look at me

People came from far away
to watch us drop you in,
But ghostyhead the crowd is gone
Come back up again
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

Ghostyhead, ghostyhead
Come sit down on the porch
There's a serpent caught in a fisher's net
And virgins light the torch

But who this night would not stay warm
By any light they could?
You just eat your bread and cake
And tell them it was good