i got my eyes wide open blinded by the neon lights i walk the edge of the earthbed wander home every night i bang on these rusty guitar strings i ve got the world in my hands i ve got yesterdays dreams put the word in the sand there ain t nothing but ghosts in this town all waiting for the sun to go down alright aw yeah uh huh whoa alright aw yeah ain t nothing much to do let s yell at dirt and lord we ll fool in the black light moon sittin in my plastic chair clap my hands stomp my feet singin songs about the good times to the haunted lonely streets i bang on these rusty guitar strings i got the world in my hands i got yesterdays dreams put the word in the sand  there ain t nothing but ghosts in this town all waiting for the sun to go down alright aw yeah uh huh whoa alright aw yeah ain t nothing much to do let s yell at dirt and lord we ll fool in the black light moon there ain t nothing but ghosts in this town all waiting for the sun to go down alright aw yeah uh huh whoa alright aw yeah ain t nothing much to do let s yell at dirt and lord we ll fool in the black light moon