[Verse 1]
One two tell me your big secret
I got two more reasons not to keep it
Flies on the ceiling

[Verse 2]
Speedy making magic on the speedway
Choose your own adventure
Or your own way to waste
Flies on the ceiling

[Chorus]
It's a ghost from a story
And his boo's getting boring
It's a ghost you swear you've seen
But he doesn't haunt anything

[Verse 3]
Fingerprinting cops put out a query
At a punk show back in hoppers someone asks what it means
To see flies on the ceiling
Mating and molting

[Verse 4]
If I cast a spell it's 'cause I loved you
And if you're dead I'll still wind up above you
Lay back leave it to me
Check out the ceiling

[Chorus 2]
It's a ghost from a story
Closing doors draining heat
Gangs cry witches divine
Milk the sheet and put it to sleep

[Outro]
Silhouetto serpentine
Take out your belly ring
Eyes an eggy cataract cream
Eye the flies on the ceiling