Registered Ghost

I gave shelter to a registered ghost
 Had all the answers, so he claimed
 But his hands were not warm, they were cold
 And he needed my notes
 Yeah, I gave shelter to a registered ghost
 He had filthy lapels, he wore fashionable clothes
 I was so happy to meet someone I could never know
 When the spirit you see has you down on your knees
 Just remember to take pictures
 'Cause it's only a dream
 The pain that you feel may be earthly and real
 It's a foot in your ribs and a voice in your ear
 Saying "roll back over"
 I had breakfast with a registered ghost
 A knock-kneed ex-star with a beard that glows
 He picked through his meal, I could see where it goes
 He said, "See the crest of that hill?
 You may be cheating time, it's getting closer still"
 He was mean, he didn't wear shoes, he was a ghost
 He said, "I make my own scene"