Rock 'n' Roll Ghost

Well you know
And you go
When I'm alone I have no cause
To think about the shit we used to know
Made of snowWell you came
And you stayed
No one here to raise a toast
Be my guest and I will be a host
To a rock 'n' roll ghost
To a rock 'n' roll ghostWell, you said "He's better off dead"
You think that I might have heard a word
But I was much too young
And much too cool for words
Look at me nowNo one here to raise a toast
Take me by the hand, man, raise a toast
A rock 'n' roll ghost
To a rock 'n' roll ghost