Lyric Ghost Writer - Ed Harcourt

Lyric Song Ghost Writer: Hey what s that sound in the bathroomHey they re the voices in my headHey put your money where your head laysHey never sleep in your bedHey organise random chaosHey sinking deep in the sandHey link your arm to span anotherHey then you clap your clammy handsCreepy crawlies make the best of life they canBut I m not overwhelmedunderstandDays are dropping like a ripe tomatoAnd babyI ve grown into a different manGhost writer in the heart of the duplicated system everywhere I lookGhost writer makes a start in the duplicated system with a brand new hookHey Hey living up a hollow treeholeHey making secret documentsHey Hey taking pictures of the suburbsHey Hey wondering where the money wentI ve seen itheard it all beforeI ve seen itheard it all beforeCreepy crawlies make the best of life they canBut I m not overwhelmedunderstandDays are dropping like a ripe tomatoAnd babyI ve grown into a different manGhost writer in the heart of the duplicated system everywhere I lookGhost writer makes a start in the duplicated systemwith a brand new bookGhost writer in the heart of the duplicated system everywhere I lookGhost writer makes a start in the duplicated systemwith a brand new hook