Oh hello, I am the ghost of troubled Joe   Hung by his pretty white neck   Some eighteen months ago   I traveled to a mystical time zone   And I missed my bed   And I soon came home      They said, "There's too much caffeine    In your bloodstream   And a lack of real spice in your life"   I said "Leave me alone   Because I'm alright, Dad   Surprised to still be on my own"      Oh, but don't mention love   I'd hate the strain of the pain again   A rush and a push and the land   That we stand on is ours   It has been before so it shall be again   And people that were uglier than you and I   They take what they need, and just leave      Oh, but don't mention love   I'd hate the strain of the pain all over again   A rush and a push and the land   That we stand on is ours   It has been before so why can't it be now?   And people who are weaker than you and I   They take what they want from life      Oh, but don't mention love   No, No, don't mention love   A rush and a push and the land   That we stand on is ours   Your youth may be gone   But you're still a young man   So phone me, phone me   So phone me, phone me, phone me      Oh, I think I'm in love, oh, I think I'm in love   Oh, I think I'm in love, think I'm in love   I think I'm in love, oh