Ghosts

Fly was the craziest guy in the park
With a case of courage
Slung over his back
Had a fearless little spirit
He fought the best
Got straight A’s on
Every street corner test
Too many nights
He would crash and fall
Everyone scrambles
To his ambulance call
Now he is dead and gone
So raise a toast
For his ghost
Mannion was the life of the Erie
Pub had the place in stitches
Singing twist and shout
With a sawbuck in his pocket
To kickstart a round
He always wore a smile
He never sport a frown
Yet on too many nights
He didn’t heed the call
For the BOOZE, he risked it all
Now he is dead and gone
Well it’s been one long uphill climb
I lived a life so undefined
It’s not for any man to try
But I could never resist
I was a sucker for all of this
Eulogize dead friends with songs
Penance given for all their wrongs
Never forget their ghosts
So raise a toast