The Ghoulie Hop

I'm over time, I've come with you That everything must come about as ease From the little child to the man of power From the beggar to the angel of my dreams The dinner's thread, and I'll soon together The finest string we'd tangle over time But the hardest one, do it all do fine

Should I balance ever for the need? Should our steps be unlined? Such a weak story, oh yeah Just a storm when we're going on Could you lie by storming me? For me to cross the line When I'm not gonna give up the ghost No, I'm gonna give up the ghost I'm not gonna give up the ghost

No, I'm not gonna give up