Beyoncé Ghost Songtext

And I've been drifting off on knowledge

Cat-calls on cat-walks, man these women getting solemn

I could sing a song for a Solomon or Salamander

We took a flight at midnight and now my mind can't help but wander

How come?

Spoon-fed pluralized eyes to find the beaches in the forest

When I'm looking off the edge, I preach my gut it can't help but ignore it

I'm climbing up the walls cuz all the shit I hear is boring

All the shit I do is boring

All these record labels boring

I don't trust these record labels I'm touring

All these people on the planet

Working 9 to 5, just to stay alive

The 9 to 5, just to stay alive

The 9 to 5, just to stay alive

The 9 to 5, just to stay alive

The 9 to 5, just to stay alive

The 9 to 5, just to stay alive

The 9 to 5, just to stay alive

All the people on the planet

Working 9 to 5 just to stay alive

How come?

What goes up, ghost around

Goes around around around around

What goes up, ghost around

Ghost around around around around

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

This soul is not for sale

Probably won't make no money off this, oh well

Reap what you sow

Perfection is so... Huh!?