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All of the drunksDressed up like Santa ClausRing Salvation Army bellsBut the town square is quietThe juke joints are emptyEveryone's buyingWhat no one can sell And the girl I loved onceCame to me last nightIn a dream with a secret to tellShe whispered closeCan't you hear the ocean?As she leaned her earAgainst a shotgun shell Chorus:Dark was the nightCold was the groundI could barely make out the songOf the Ghost RepeatersSinging HallelujahHis truth is marching on Willie Mae's cryingAt the toll booth to heavenSongtexteWith a bottle of ginAnd a gold-toothed smileWhere the dreams pile upAll washed out and brokenAs thick as the starsOn the Miracle Mile But the movie is overThe theater is emptyThe credits are starting to rollThe wages of sinDon't adjust for inflationIt's a buyer's marketWhen you sell your soul ChorusThe plaza is darkThe picadors are dreamingOf blood in the alleysAnd rust on the vinesThey sandbag the bullsAnd prop up the matadorsIt's a sweetheart contractThey're taking their time And all the ghost prisonersWho aren't in the ghost prisonsDon't weep at the soundOf your nameThey just stare up at the cloudsOf passenger pigeonsWinging back homeTo the cities of the plain Chorus The star up aboveThe 5th Avenue Christmas treeIs shining tonightThrough the cold and the rainTo light all the facesIn the live nativityDown on the floorOf the stock exchange Dark is the nightCold is the groundThe armies march out to defendAnd the Ghost RepeatersOf the revelatorsAre singing "Peace on EarthAnd Good Will to all Men" Aus Songtexte Mania