Grandaddy - Ghost Of 1672 lyrics

There's a ghost And you're its host But you're never gonna know Those oven radar ranges and electric things That can change egg yolks and bread into French toast All the things that he hopes that you're gonna use most All the brighted littly lighted technological advances That he never got the chance to use when he was one of you Back in seventy two Sixteen seventy two Makes him go boo-hoo Makes him go boo