I want to tango with the ghosts
To behold their sense of longing
I want to tango with the ghosts
You want to tango with the ghosts
To behold their sense of longing
Phantoms grasp
At forbidden wanderlust
Celestial bodies thrash
The apocalypse isn't all bad
Oh no it's the dream police
Do not look in their eyes
Oh no it's the dream police
They will twist our lives
I want to tango with the ghosts
To behold their sense of longing
I want to tango with the ghosts
You want to tango with the ghosts
I want to tango with the ghosts
To behold their sense of longing