Ghosts of Overdoses - Damien Dempsey

Hey little baby I want to take you from here

Hey little baby I don't want to see you on the gear

It's so hard to find your way back

Hey little baby it's every parent's worst fear

For their child to end up on smack

There was pills, there was tabs

There was pain and needle jabs

And the ghosts overdoses

Replace the ghosts of tuberculois

There was dust and there was liquid

You could buy for just a few quid

And escape out of the jungle

To return and crawl and stumble

Hey little baby I want to take you from here

I want to take you away from here

Hey little baby I don't want to see you on the gear

It's so hard to find your way back

Hey little baby it's every parent's worst fear

For their child to end up on smack

You lie, high, cry "please don't go"

Now I walk along these streets

All the ghosts, they walk their beats

Up to flats and into stairwells

Where they lie in heroin hell

Little kids they walk right through them

I just hope they don't become them.