A Camp

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 snow
Well you came
And you stayed
No one here
To raise a toast
Be my guest
And i will be your host
To a rock'n roll ghost
A rock'n roll ghost
Well you said
She'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 now
No one here
To raise a toast
Take me by the hand
Man, raise a toast
Or the rock'n roll ghost
To a rock'n roll ghost
We don't know
Until we're gone
There's no one here
To raise a toast
I look into the mirror
And i see
The rock'n roll ghost
My rock'n roll ghost