Sparks - The Ghost of Liberace lyrics

It was a dark and stormy night that I stepped out Something strange was in the air, I couldn't figure it out Who's there, tell me what you want from me Oh no, I can't believe what I now see They say the paranormal's just a s**er's game I keep an open mind, but deep down I feel the same Oh no, now I think I've changed my mind Oh no, now I know I've changed my mind The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique If he were alive he'd now be at his peak The ghost of Liberace The ghost of Liberace Across the street, in fact across the whole damn town They're making fun of him, they try to put him down Oh yeah, but I wished they'd let him be Oh yeah, he's not hurting you or me Sometimes he blinds the drivers with his shiny suits They see that smile and they laugh at him, hey don't shoot Oh no, now he's hung in effigy On no, why can't they just let him be The ghost of Liberace The ghost of Liberace The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique If he were alive he'd now be at his peak The ghost of Liberace The ghost of Liberace The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique If he were alive he'd now be at his peak The ghost of Liberace The ghost of Liberace He hums Evita and Moon River and Michelle Maybe that's why the people scream out "go to hell" Oh no, now they're throwing cans of beer Oh no, I thought ghosts could disappear But he remains in all his glory, it's so strange These aren't the kind of people he can change But wait, now they're starting to applaud I guess there really is a God above The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique If he were alive he'd now be at his peak The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique If he were alive he'd now be at his peak The ghost of Liberace