The Ghost at Number One

Ugly apparition gods gift to
Oxygen
The puffed up immortal son
How they love him cause he'll become
The ghose at number one

How does it feel to be the only one
How does it feel to be the only one
Who know that you're right
How does it feel to be a loaded gun
How does it feel inside a chamber
Packed with piss and spite

Sure life's no cherry
But a cupcake for the meek
So he shoots up his poison
Until the frosting tastes so sweet
(like a valentine)
He's giving it all he's got
The king of rebels hit the jackpot
But his finish line was an
Artistic flop
Yeah even the critics can't outrun
The ghost at number one

How does it feel to be the only one
How does it feel to be the only one
Who knows that you're right
How does it feel to be a chalklind
Dollar sign
How does it feel up at the address
All the widows write

Mrs lynn the fruit of your labour
Gives s a saviour, nappy superstar
To we've bid congratulations to
Him adulation
A blessed life begun, for the
Ghost at number one

How does it feel to be the only one
How does it feel to be the only one
Who knows the you're right
How does it feel to be a visionary poet
How does it feel to pack a pen with
Vinegar and insight

There's a party at the pearly gates
Of gold and platinum
(and) for you an invitation to the
Holy rock'n'rollers

How does it feel to be the only one
How does it feel to be the only one
Who knows that you're right

Standing on the bandstand
You'll see the legends
Who'll tell you how it fels
To be the only one who knows
How does it feel to be so deep down underground
How does it feel to be the only one
Who knows you've been buried alive

Mrs lynn the fruit of your labour
Gives us a saviour