Family Ghost - Jeff Tweedy

I’m a dope

Blowing smoke at the TV screen

Lost all hope

Based on the things I’ve seen

I’m a man content

For the sake of argument

Underneath each added straw

Oh, I feel so American

Spray paint me gold

Pull my face up to the blinds

I’m a family ghost you’ll

You’ll never leave behind

You’ll never leave behind

I want to exist where the misfit fits

I want to have some purpose

I believe what she believes

I believe my children

When the lights go off

There’s no applause

Condescending to the hideous thought

Imprisoned in my lonely skin

I feel so American

Spray paint me gold

Pull my face up to the blinds

I’m a family ghost you’ll

You’ll never leave behind

You’ll never leave behind

Time will tell this story again

Different clothes than they wore back then

Digging holes and filling them in

I feel so American

Spray paint me gold

Pull my face up to the blinds

I’m a family ghost you’ll

You’ll never leave behind

You’ll never leave behind

You’ll never leave behind