Ghost Story

I've come here tonight to tell you What all of you should know I was murdered in the Falklands, I knew I shouldn't go And when you tell the story Of why I died and how Don't say you've never seen a ghost You're looking at one now I walked back over the water Just to take a look around I can see that nothing's altered Since the day that I went down The old are not defended And the young don't get a start And the rich get rich and richer It's enough to break your heart I slammed the doors in Downing Street Enough to raise the dead Well if I really died in vain Then something should be said One night I raised the living And she told me why I died She scared me so I had to go I didn't sleep that night All the things I died defending Are the things I valued least Tell me am I a ghost of war? Am I a ghost of peace? And when you fight for freedom Be careful and be sure Did I die defending freedom? Did I die defending war? Well we sailed into St Carlos In the middle of a raid And my friend Charlie crossed himself Well he was so afraid The oil on the water Was smoking like a town I was burned in the water Trying not to drown But you don't believe I am a ghost I can see it in your eyes Do you think that ghosts just scream And rattle chains all through the night Well I left the chains that bind us Where I left the rest of me It was chains that took me down To the South Atlantic sea There were chains made of money The best that you can buy Chains made of newspapers There were chains made of lies Chains of employment And chains on the dole And if they could I know they would Put chains around my soul So I've come here tonight to show you What all of you should see I think you should be frightened, yes But don't be scared of me I'll say goodbye to England The land that wasted me I'm going back to the Malvinas Before I start to scream