Songtext von Old Ghostrider

Old ghostrider, old ghostrider Even people in love get hit by bullets, old ghostrider (don't shoot) Footsteps/on a spiral stairwell When i'm trying to say, "some other time jack, i just don't feel well" The air is so thick you could cut and fry it The noose is so tight you can't untie it/here he comes now Old ghostrider, etc This is the hole He crawled to die This is the bar He lost his eyes Over the sleepy roofs he rides Over the stinking bodies he slides Here he comes now, junior .. old ghostrider, etc