I see you swirling
Down the middle of the street
You got a hole in your belly
And blood all on your feet
Then the ghosts come a-callin'
And nothin's goin' right
But you won't sleep alone tonight

Well this filthy, black winter's
Been clawin' at your face
And your ruby red veil
Can't hide all your disgrace
Then the ghosts come a-knockin'
And giving you a fright
But you won't sleep alone tonight

There's sweet Mother Mary
With her fingers in her ears
So there's no-one to listen
To your cares and all your fears
Then the ghosts come a-crawlin'
To steal away the light
But you won't sleep alone tonight

But there's glory in numbers
And reason and belief
And there's no need to crawl
When you can fight upon your feet
For the ghosts they're a-fallin'
To the left and to the right
So you won't sleep alone tonight

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