Meat

I am a prince I have it all

I hear your footsteps through the wall

I wait in silence for your call

then take a shot and watch you fall

I am a ghost but I cannot fly

I'm stuck here as the years slide by

I need a resting place 'cause I

already felt my body die

if I had a host of ghosts

living on my street

I'd jive and strive to stay alive

and offer them some meat

I need a different life I think

perhaps I'd be the missing link

and treasure moments as I drink

away the memories let the sink