A Rush And A Push And The Land Is Ours

Oh hello, I am the ghost of Troubled Joe Hung by his pretty white neck Some eighteen months ago I traveled to a mystical time zone And I missed my bed And I soon came home They said, "There's too much caffeine In your bloodstream And a lack of real spice in your life" I said, "Leave me alone Because I'm alright, Dad Surprised to still be on my own" Oh, but don't mention love I'd hate the strain of the pain again A rush and a push and the land That we stand on is ours It has been before so it shall be again And people who are uglier than you and I They take what they need, and just leave Oh, but don't mention love I'd hate the pain of the strain all over again A rush and a push and the land That we stand on is ours It has been before so why can't it be now ? And people who are weaker than you or I They take what they want from life Oh, but don't mention love No, no, don't mention love A rush and a push and the land That we stand on is ours Your youth may be gone But you're still a young man So phone me, phone me So phone me, phone me, phone me Oh, I think I'm in love, oh, I think I'm in love Oh, I think I'm in love, think I'm in love I think I'm in love, oh