Streaming links to the album Spektah Revisited https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/ghostown/spektah-revisited Follow on : https://www.instagram.com/ghostownbeats https://www.facebook.com/ghostown Lyrics Now I must testify When I'm gonna die I don't wanna be buried I don't wanna be fried With a roll of two dice Lets see wouldn't it be nice Forget about your worries Put your parents on ice Bodies left frozen Hoping to be chosen For the future clones Lets say just supposing Corpse reanimated Old skin laminated Brains cultivated But your veins didn't make it Imagine the ramifications Of zombified nations Digging up the cemeteries Looking for foreign territories Colonise the skies With clones of your eyes Bones of your thighs Just roam in demise I'm a virus from mars You can catch me in bars I do seminars With electric guitars Im proton, your electron I wrote on my next song My DNA's original From analogue to digital In the garden of Adam and Dana Scientist crusaders Miniaure alien invaders Foreign bacterias In hospital cafeterias The public are steering The general hysteria Deep vents in the sea Prevent me to see The origin of to be But I'm forging beliefs With Elvis in a cell Decomposing as well Proposing to sell To a spectre clientele At the heartbreak hotel His pelvic thrust Burst into atomic dust Left me non-plussed Break open the elements To resuscitate the elephants From another era Whilst extinction draws nearer Pictures drawn clearer In laboratories in Geneva Subterranean chambres Creating power rangers Human race supplanted With no further trees were planted Development was granted Cos the government were bandit Now I must testify When I'm gonna die I don't wanna be buried I don't wanna be fried With a roll of two dice Lets see wouldn't it be nice Forget about your worries Put your parents on ice Bodies left frozen Hoping to be chosen For the future clones Lets say just supposing Corpse reanimated Old skin laminated Brains cultivated But your veins didn't make it Imagine the ramifications Of zombified nations Digging up the cemeteries Looking for foreign territories Colonise the skies With clones of your eyes Bones of your thighs Just roam in demise I'm a virus from mars You can catch me in bars I do seminars With electric guitars Im proton, your electron I wrote on my next song My DNA's original From analogue to digital In the garden of Adam and Dana Scientist crusaders Miniaure alien invaders Foreign bacterias In hospital cafeterias The public are steering The general hysteria Deep vents in the sea Prevent me to see The origin of to be But I'm forging beliefs With Elvis in a cell Decomposing as well Proposing to sell To a spectre clientele At the heartbreak hotel His pelvic thrust Burst into atomic dust Left me non-plussed Break open the elem ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6UFLpgvitSM

From the album "The Cure to the Problem you didn't know you had" Enjoy your drink I'm off to the AA! Streaming Links to the album https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/ghostown/the-cure-to-the-problem-you-didnt-know-you-had Listen / Support / Follow on : ? https://open.spotify.com/artist/00RZetqBBpUStE663l5wx7?si=lO1TFstDTtmJ7BA4ESHaMg ? https://deezer.page.link/gBVM7JgTcGXoSqoj6 ?? https://music.apple.com/fr/artist/ghostown/97185007?l=en ? https://www.instagram.com/ghostownbeats ? https://www.facebook.com/ghostown ? https://soundcloud.com/ghostownbeats ? https://ghostown.bandcamp.com Lyrics Have a beer Hungover full of fear Don't worry how to steer Have a beer Have a beer Things don't seem clear Close ones aren't near Have a beer Have a beer No matter how things appear What you hold dear Have a beer Have a beer When people seem queer Through goggles I peer Have a beer Have a beer The neighbours who leer Don't look in the rear Have a beer Have a beer When the drop seems sheer When the crops have been sheared Have a beer Have a beer Make a toast to the year A word in your ear Have a beer Have a beer When you're feeling out of gear And you don't wanna hear Have a beer Have a beer When the audience jeers Rebel against your peers Have a beer Have a beer If you wanna shed a tear All seems weird Have a beer Have a beer Have a beer Have a beer Have a beer #ghostown #alternativehiphop #hiphopblues #jazzhop ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dX155aNhPBk

4th track from the album Shanksville (lyrics scroll down) Streaming Links https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/ghostown/ft79 Follow on : https://www.ghostown.fr https://www.instagram.com/ghostownbeats https://www.facebook/ghostown https://soundcloud.com/ghostownbeats Video by Rael for o2Su Media https://www.o2su.com Beat + Vocals by Rael Mixed and mastered by Rael for Ghostownbeats Who's That that taught laws , Fought wars and drew borders Blew mortars, who slaughtered? Black poison, blue water You ought to, wake up to the New Order Some sort of disorder Distort the talk on the street corner Who's that that trained troops The same loop, blood stained boots AK shoots, so stay put CIA roots, a staged coup You're paid to create proof A great spoof, you hate to But you make do, a paid truce Fake truth, when the pay suits Who's pulling strings, polling wins Gets the dough Who gets the market started Who wants to know? Whose team's behind the scenes Who got gains to show? Who's the puppet master bastard Who controls the flow? Whose team's behind the scenes Who got gains to show? Who's pulling strings, polling wins Gets the dough Who gets the market started Who wants to know? Whose team's behind the scenes Who got gains to show? Who's the puppet master bastard Who controls the flow? Who's that rude man, bad man, sand man Don't have the time man, that's his features Thinks he's a teacher, acts like a preacher There to defeat you, that's the procedure Draw that straight line, take yours, take mine set mine, protect mine, AK Tech Nine More like war like, we like war like You're like worn out, sawn off, drawn out Who's that taught law, fought war, drew border Blew mortars, who slaughtered, Black poison blue water You ought to, wake up to the new order Some sort of disorder Distort the talk on the street corner Who's that fat cat, sat with a flat cap Back in a hatchback, tracked with a sat nav Capture the capture, mad dash, cash back Trapped in a flashback, hold that hashtag Extract, exploit, exclaim, extinct No track, no play, no claim, nothing Run with the minimal, think subliminal Tough like a criminal, cough it up, give it all Who's that trained troop Came from the same loop, CIA roots Walk blood stained boots Watch AK shoots, danger stay put Men not stable, bring it to the table Danger imminent, powder sediment Light up, lightning, culture frightening Set'em up, let's in, blowing up tennaments Could've been, must've been Blame it on the immigrants Whose team's behind the scenes Who got gains to show? Who's the puppet master bastard Who controls the flow? Whose team's behind the scenes Who got gains to show? Who's the puppet master bastard Who controls the flow? Who's pulling strings, polling wins Gets the dough Who gets the market started Who wants to k ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Cwrnjih-NA

A tale of a traveler who sets out to seek a better life, only to find out it wasn't worth it Streaming links https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/ghostown/nofra-jet Listen / Support / Follow on : ? https://open.spotify.com/artist/00RZetqBBpUStE663l5wx7?si=lO1TFstDTtmJ7BA4ESHaMg ? https://deezer.page.link/gBVM7JgTcGXoSqoj6 ?? https://music.apple.com/fr/artist/ghostown/97185007?l=en ? https://www.instagram.com/ghostownbeats ? https://soundcloud.com/ghostownbeats Guitars Keys Beats & Vocals by Rael Lyrics Huddled in his shack, heat food and money lacked Old walls damp and cracked like his future looking black So he opened up the map and put his things into his pack On home he turned his back, now he’s never looking back Cold is the wind as his big mission begins So say hey Joe where are you gonna go? Better row row row row row to the shore Better heave heave ho gotta go follow the dough Better leave lie low, stow stow away you stow And he goes, go where the cold wind blows Worn feet soles, one soul, one goal Bought and sold, let him roll, let him roll to the gold Over sand over water gotta scramble over borders Doesn’t eat like ought to and the time is getting shorter And he thinks about his mother and his father and his daughter Tension and the static, find a way through the traffic Where the traffickers are at it, pretty penny for the passage Last hours trepidation, reach his destiny his nation Many moons staying patient, kept his dreams his motivation And he goes, go where the cold wind blows His mind stayed merry as he’s marched out of the ferry But the constable was scary, his demeanour contrary Got him housed in a hostel, got him locked up in his cell By the window sees hostilities wishing him to hell He doesn’t understand it, just go home they yell The papers never came in this never ending game His hopes began to drain with the never ending rain Not welcome on these shores, fully closed remain the doors Just staring at the floor, what does the future have in store Feeling raw to the core getting harder to ignore He’s huddled in his shack, heat food and money lack Old walls damp and cracked like his future looking black So he gathered up his map and put his things into his pack Homeward bound he’s going back, he’s never coming back And he goes, go where the cold wind blows So say hey Joe where are you gonna go? Better row row row row row to the shore Better heave heave ho gotta go follow the dough Better leave lie low, stow stow away you stow And he goes, go where the cold wind blows ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wg9_26rONvQ