Once upon a time there was a shoebox
In it dwelt a happy little land
They elected pretty people leaders
Everything was picture perfect bent

You gotta watch your head
When you get on the bus
Its only six feet down
You go bump into a
Shoebox Ghost

There are lots of words that don't mean nothin
There are lots of words you want to hear
Some'll make you get up in the morning
Some'll make you wanna wash your hair

Put your skateboard down
You gotta get on the bus
We gotta get outta town
Before we run into the
Shoebox Ghost

Its a phase
Goin' through
It'll change
Always do
Red is white
Green is Blue
Things can change
Even you, but I
Never underestimate
the one that didn't make it
Cuz maybe he has been here all along
Just like the shoebox ghost
(ghosts can't live in your lawn)
just like a shoebox ghost
(ghosts can't live in a song)
they need a shoebox
to call home