CIRCUS CIRCUS He Is Legend

You're gonna have to shake me to wake me up...

Woes
Just the way it goes
Tucked in with a ghost
Gripped by something unexplained
Woes
I see through you again
Your T.V. static skin
Gripped by something unexplained

You can rattle my bones
Bang my pots and pans
Wake me up at 3am
With cold fingers again
I get a tickle in my throat
I start to tremble and quake
And then "poof" you disappear
Right, ghosts are fake

Yeah right
Yeah right
You've been telling lies
Yeah right
Yeah right
You've been televised
Yeah right
Yeah right
You've been telling lies
Yeah right
Yeah right
You've been televised