Hungry Ghosts - White Wives

You could worry for your whole life

Over shit you can’t unwrite

You can collect a plastic pile

That is all you’ll leave behind

We reflect

When we follow in the foot steps

Of Situationists gone

The culture, destitute as hell

In every desert hides a well

Oh, well.

We can only be ourselves

We are the Hungry Ghost

We reflect

In the oil in the nouveau

The soul in the soul song

We dissect

In the collage of the dadaist

The soul in the soul song

Oh, well.

We can only be ourselves

We are the hungry ghost

The dharma in Hanshan

The needle in the groove

The soul in the soul song

We carry on.

We heed their advice

When we listen to ourselves

We cut all our ties

When we listen to ourselves

We sing our own songs

We only listen to ourselves

We are the hungry ghost

The soul in the soul song

We carry on