Woah, woah
I'm a ghost
Livin' in a ghost town
I'm a ghost
Livin' in a ghost town
You can look for me
But I can't be found
You can search for me
I had to go underground
Life was so beautiful
Then we all got locked down
Feel like a ghost
Living in a ghost town, yeah
Once this place was hummin'
And the air was full of drummin'
The sound of cymbals crashin'
Glasses were all smashin'
Trumpets were all screamin'
Saxophones were blarin'
Nobody was carin' if it's day or night
Woah, woah
I'm a ghost
Livin' in a ghost town
I'm goin' nowhere
Shut up all alone
So much time to lose
Just starin' at my phone
Every night I am dreamin' that you'll come and creep in my bed
Please let this be over, not stuck in a world without end, my friend
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Preachers were all preachin'
Charities beseechin'
Politicians dealin'
Thieves were happy stealin'
Widows were all weepin'
(There's) no beds for us to sleep in
Always had the feelin'
It will all come tumblin' down
I'm a ghost
Livin' in a ghost town
You can look for me
But I can't be found
Woah
We're all livin' in a ghost town (Woah)
Oh, livin' in a ghost town (Woah)
We were so beautiful (Woah)
I was your man about town (Woah)
Livin' in this ghost town (Woah)
Ain't havin' any fun (Woah)
If I wanna party (Woah)
It's a party of one (Woah)
Woah
I'm a ghost
Livin' in a ghost town
I'm a ghost
Livin' in a ghost town
You can look for me
But I can't be found
You can search for me
I had to go underground
Life was so beautiful
Then we all got locked down
Feel like a ghost
Living in a ghost town, yeah
Once this place was hummin'
And the air was full of drummin'
The sound of cymbals crashin'
Glasses were all smashin'
Trumpets were all screamin'
Saxophones were blarin'
Nobody was carin' if it's day or night
Woah, woah
I'm a ghost
Livin' in a ghost town
I'm goin' nowhere
Shut up all alone
So much time to lose
Just starin' at my phone
Every night I am dreamin' that you'll come and creep in my bed
Please let this be over, not stuck in a world without end, my friend
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Preachers were all preachin'
Charities beseechin'
Politicians dealin'
Thieves were happy stealin'
Widows were all weepin'
(There's) no beds for us to sleep in
Always had the feelin'
It will all come tumblin' down
I'm a ghost
Livin' in a ghost town
You can look for me
But I can't be found
Woah
We're all livin' in a ghost town (Woah)
Oh, livin' in a ghost town (Woah)
We were so beautiful (Woah)
I was your man about town (Woah)
Livin' in this ghost town (Woah)
Ain't havin' any fun (Woah)
If I wanna party (Woah)
It's a party of one (Woah)
Woah
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Nel canzoniere del corona virus non poteva mancare il ritorno degli Stones, con il primo inedito da otto anni a questa parte e con una canzone che sembra scritta veramente in questi giorni. In realtà Jagger ha detto che era già pronta prima del lockdown e che parlava in generale di un posto una volta pieno di vita rimasto completamente deserto. Come le Ghost Town della Gran Bretagna thatcheriana descritte dagli Specials.
Dopo il lockdown gli Stones hanno deciso di pubblicarla insieme a un video incentrato sulle città deserte in questi tempi di quarantena. Il testo è stato leggermente rivisto e reinterpretato per adattarlo ai tempi, ma non troppo.