I heard a ghost whisper to a teacher
He said "We're going off to war"
I heard a ghost whisper to a preacher
He said "We're going to start a war"
A newsman put a paper in my hand, telling me his truth
Jesus and The Scientist will never reconcile thisWe're pieces on, we're pieces on the boardWhen you're lonely, you can fine me
When you're feeling lost in a bidding war
When you're lonely, you can come fine me
When you're feeling lost in a bidding warGuns and Lawyers, Gods and Aeroplanes
Promises, white cloaks, white jackets
Songwriters
TOM MAY, ERIC KEEN, JOE GODINO, GREG BARNETTPublished by
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