Well they say it's a rotten shame Everyone is for now to blame It's the end and it's all the same Rotten ghost without a name Go away is the other thing Nothing more than the other wing On fin, one cotton ball Copper green on a plaster wall Here I am maybe again Hear I am maybe again Like a monster hanging from a tree Here I am maybe again Wood, metal, cars and war They don't do it anymore No fruit, cottonseed They're not worth the price of weed Cheese, shot, shattered bones They're not worth a garden gnome [Unverified], boxes, yellow tape They're not worth another shape Here I am maybe again Hear I am maybe again Like a monster hanging from a tree Here I am maybe again Seen riding, seen flying, seen riding, seen flying And they say it's a rotten shame Everything is for now to blame In the end when it's all the same Rotten ghost without a name Go away, that's another thing Nothing more than the other wing One fin, one cotton ball Copper green on a plaster wall Wood, metal, cars and war They won't do it anymore They're not worth the price of weed Nothing more than a cotton seed Here I am maybe again Hear I am maybe again Like a monster hanging from a tree Here I am maybe again Here I am maybe again Hear I am maybe again Like a monster hanging from a tree Here I am maybe again Well they say it's a rotten shame