Listen to I Have Seen a Ghost by Sam Bartle

I Have Seen a Ghost

Sam Bartle

Indie Pop

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Bartle
Sam Bartle
Performer
Mate Perry, Mason Gomez
Mate Perry, Mason Gomez
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Bartle
Sam Bartle
Songwriter
Mate Perry, Mason Gomez
Mate Perry, Mason Gomez
Composer

Lyrics

A man got hit by a bus, trying to cross the street I wonder where he was going, where he wanted to be Did he have a second life? Did he have a few last wishes? A plan to write them down for both of his missus? And he flew up, up, up in the air, air, air Don't think he even knew he was there And he came down, down, down like a ton of bricks I wonder if he even cared The brakes screeched, screeched, screeched to a halt, halt, halt Skidded out are his phone and keys And now he climbs, climbs, climbs, climbing up those stairs Soul hoping for heaven's reach And he's walking up the stairs, oh one by one Maybe more like ten by ten He'll skip prime numbers Then slip over and fall back down again Now hear him creeping Up, up the ceiling I've seen a ghost Living in my house, living in my - living I've got that feeling Is what you've been seeming I've seen a ghost Living in my house, living in my, living in my house The man was kind of pissed, he was heading to his front door To tell his wife he can not do this anymore 'Cause he met this girl Joanne, who didn't even know he was married Met her on the train to Leeds in the business carriage And it's been on and off for a couple of years now He moved in with Joanne down in Slough He even got a TV license in both abodes But now he's fuck, fuck, fuck, fucked up, up, up Stopped dead - dead in his tracks And neither of them know if he's coming back And now he's walking up the stairs, oh one by one Maybe more like ten by ten He'll skip prime numbers Then slip over and fall back down again Now hear him creeping Up, up the ceiling I've seen a ghost Living in my house, living in my - living I've got that feeling Is what you've been seeming I've seen a ghost Living in my house, living in my, living in my house Do you ever get the feeling you're being watched? By something equally scared of you as you are of that Ever thought of where that noise is coming from? Maybe it's a ghost inside your walls just trying to be friends Now hear him creeping Up, up the ceiling I've seen a ghost Living in my house, living in my - living I've got that feeling Is what you've been seeming I've seen a ghost Living in my house, living in my, living in my house Living in my house, living in my, living in my house Living in my house, living in my, living in my house
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