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Anzac Avenue Ghosts (The Paco Anthem) by Dustin

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Anzac Avenue Ghosts (The Paco Anthem) by Dustin - Australian Narrative Hip-Hop / Horrorcore music cover art

Anzac Avenue Ghosts (The Paco Anthem)

Australian Narrative Hip-Hop / Horrorcore

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Outro
They call me the Thunder Clown, no smile justified
A nightmare on three wheels, burning through the night
But beneath the grease, paint and cycles, cold stare
I′m just a man chasing ghosts that ain′t there
Yeah, just a man chasing ghosts that ain′t there
Another dawn crack, sane grime on my skin
Count empty breaths, trying to make time thin
Brush the dust off my eyes, swallow the pain
Paint the clown′s face on so the man stays slain
Cause the man′s fragile, riddled with scars
Haunted by shadows behind prison bars
But the clown, they fear what he commands
Silent horse stomping, boots crushing lands
This trike′s my throne, this bat my jagged crown
King of nothing but pain in this busted town
I see hunger flicker in their shattered eyes
Plant seeds of dread where the lost hope dies
What′s real is what you steal, what you clutch and keep
While ghosts of old selves scream loud and sleep
They call me the Thunder Clown, no smile justified
A nightmare on three wheels, burning through the night
But beneath the grease, pain and psycho′s cold stare
I′m just a man chasing ghosts that ain′t there
Yeah, just a man chasing ghosts that ain′t there
5, D, 3, roll, fragile but tight
A scholar, a techie, conscience blocking light
And the kid fire blazing in her tangled hair
Sometimes I swear I see a ghost standing there
A memory of a smaller hand in mine, a lullaby
Hoff, remember from better times, that beast inside me
Roaring to fight, hunches for a moment in the fading light
Protect the pack, that′s the only creed I know
A broken shepherd guarding seeds that grow
It′s the last piece of me I won′t let rot
A flicker in the void, a fragile spot
I′ll stand between them and those red-eyed fiends
Only road left, no turning, no means
They call me the Thunder Clown, no smile justified
A nightmare on three wheels, burning through the night
But beneath the grease, pain and cycles, cold stare
I′m just a man chasing ghosts that ain′t there
Yeah, just a man chasing ghosts that ain′t there
Yeah, just a man chasing ghosts that ain′t there
Yeah, just a man chasing ghosts that ain′t there
Anzac Avenue, number 1504
Did you wait by the door, a note, a word, one stupid sign
To prove this nightmare wasn′t all in my mind
Did you get scared, did you think I′d fail
Please be a message in this silent, broken veil
Please
Anzac Avenue, number 1504
Did you wait by the door, a note, a word, one stupid sign
To prove this nightmare wasn′t all in my mind
Did you get scared, did you think I′d fail
Please be a message in this silent, broken veil
Please be a message in this silent, broken veil