Paris 1919
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Paris 1919
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She makes me so unsure of myself
Standing there but never ever talking sense
Just a visitor you see
So much wanting to be seen
She'd open up the doors and vaguely carry us away
It's the customary thing to say or do
To a disappointed proud man in his grief
And on Fridays she'd be there
But on Mondays not at all
Just casually appearing from the clock across the hall
You're a ghost, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
You're a ghost, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm the church and I've come
To claim you with my iron drum
La, la, la, la, la, la
The Continent's just fallen in disgrace
William, William, William Rogers put it in its place
Blood and tears from old Japan
Caravans and lots of jam
And maids of honor singing, crying, singing tediously
You're a ghost, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
You're a ghost, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm the church and I've come
To claim you with my iron drum
La, la, la, la, la, la
Efficiency, efficiency, they say
Get to know the date and tell the time of day
As the crowds begin complaining
How the Beaujolais is raining
Down on darkened meetings on the Champs-Élysées
You're a ghost, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
You're a ghost, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm the church and I've come
To claim you with my iron drum
La, la, la, la, la, la
You're a ghost, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
You're a ghost, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm the church and I've come
To claim you with my iron drum
La, la, la, la, la, la
You're a ghost, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
You're a ghost, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I'm the church and I've come
To claim you with my iron drum
La, la, la, la, la, la
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