Seven Years Gone Lyrics

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Seven years gone
Skeleton pilot the ghost ship home
He carried on
But now he's all alone
Dead on his feet
He hits the streets of old town
Without a dime
Sweet baby's breath
Can bring him back from death any time
Preacher Jack, high on crack
Quote the Bible, pass the hat
Dan the pimp, Don the gimp
Mike the ape and Tom the chimp
Newspaper says: We support the Prez
The "War on Terror" -- bombs away
How much is lies? And how much just unwise?
I can't say
Queen of spades
Close the window, pull the shade
She had it made, back in the days of the flat top fade
Stays in her room
She owes the moon a fortune she could never pay
She hopes and she prays but the moon won't go away
E G# A-A#-B (hold B til the end)