Two ghosts in a graveyard   Two stones in a row they are   Two lost in a blue car   Can't boast about who we are   New streets and iron bars kept behind the walls   Two ghosts in a graveyard   Down on a corner   A breeze of autumn   There's no tomorrow   The past forgotten   Well who writes the poem then hides it   Who lights the fuse then smothers it   Again, again   Two ghosts in a graveyard   Two stones in a row they are   Two lost in a blue car   Can't boast about who we are   New streets and iron bars kept behind the walls   Two ghosts in a graveyard   Words on pages   Birds in cages   The fall on the page   You're in a message   Well, who writes the poem then hides it   Who lights the fuse then smothers it   Oh, again, again, again   Oooh again yeah   Two ghosts in a graveyard   Two stones in a row they are   Two lost in a blue car   Can't boast about who we are   New streets and iron bars kept behind the walls   Two ghosts in a graveyard   In a graveyard   Ghosts in a graveyard   Oh no, no   Oh no, no   Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no   Two ghosts in a graveyard