Tricky:
This town is coming like a ghost town..
Terry:
All the clubs have been closed down..
Tricky:
This place is coming like a ghost town..
Terry:
Bands wont play no more..
Tricky:
Too much fighting on the dance floor.
Terry:
Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town..
Tricky:
We danced and sang and the music played in natty boom town.
Terry:
Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town?
Tricky:
This town is coming like a ghost town.
Terry:
This town is coming like a ghost town.
Tricky:
Why must the youth fight against itself?
Terry:
This place is coming like a ghost town.
Tricky:
Government leaving the youth on the shelf.
Terry:
Cant go on no more...
Tricky:
People getting angry. (x3 last two lines)
Terry:
Cant go on no more (x2)
This town is coming like a ghost town.
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