Jellyfish - The Ghost At Number One lyrics

Ugly apparition, God's gift to oxygen

The puffed up immortal son

How they love him cause he'll become

The ghost at number one

How does it feel

To be the only one?

How does it feel

To be the only one that knows that you're right?

How does it feel

To be a loaded gun?

How does it feel

Inside a chamber packed with piss and spite?

Sure life's no cherry but a cupake for the meek (shootupbopbop)

(Like a valen....tiiiiiiiiiiiine)

So he shoots up his poison until the frosting tastes so sweet

Yeah he's givin' it all he's got the king of rebels hit the jackpot

But his finish line was an artistic flop

Even the critics can't outrun

The ghost at number one

How does it feel

To be the only one?

How does it feel

To be the only one that knows that you're right?

How does it feel

To be a chalkline dollar sign

How does it feel

Up at the address all the widows write?

Mrs.Lynn the fruit of your labour

Gives us a saviour, nappy superstar.

To you we bid congtatulations, to him adulation.

A blessed life begun, for the ghost at number one.

How does it feel

To be the only one?

How does it feel

To be the only one that knows that you're right?

How does it feel

To be a visionary poet

How does it feel

To pack a pen with vinegar and insight

How does it feel

To be the only one?

How does it feel

To be the only one that knows that you're right?

How does it feel

To be a so deep down underground?

How does it feel

To be the only one who knows you've been buried alive?

Mrs Lynn the fruit of your labour

Gives us a saviour.