Well I’m just sitting on a fire escape
Killing time and keeping out of the way
Above a diver and a laundromat
Call my name and I will come on back
Anytime I need a glass to spill. Another ear to fill
To listen to me talk and won’t send me a bill
You tell it like it is and don’t ever make a sound
Here’s to my little ghost town

Well I’m just sitting on a fire escape
Dropping pennies in the ally way
The storm drain behind the old motel
It’s like a personal wishing well
Pretty soon the sky went tangerine over black and green
Something real classic like a Hopper scene
I should go but I’m sure I’ll see you around
Here’s to my little ghost town
Here’s to my little ghost town