[Intro: brass stabs, strings, spy guitar] [Verse 1] Three in the morning in Kronstadt, The ice is groaning in the dark, A black boat sleeping in the broken ice Under the only light in the park. Five and a half million, and a crew thrown in, Sailors who haven't been paid in a year, You came to see if the Red Ghost floats, And the Red Ghost knows you're here. [Pre-Chorus] A club on a four-lane road in Miami, A Russian with a laugh like a barrel of beer, You drank his vodka, you told him stories, And every story brought you here. [Chorus] Red Ghost, Rusting in the ice, Everybody's selling, Everybody's got a price, Red Ghost, You'll never see it rise, There's a man in a fur hat on the pier, And he's got you in his eyes. [Verse 2] He lifts one hand, not fast, And he points it at the crane, And the men with the crates start running, And you're running once again. [Chorus] Red Ghost, Rusting in the ice, Everybody's selling, Everybody's got a price, Red Ghost, You'll never see it rise, There's a man in a fur hat on the pier, And he's got you in his eyes. [Bridge] The launch won't start, the launch won't start, And the third time it roars, You run it straight up onto the ice, And the searchlight finds the boat, and not you, You lie behind a ridge of ice and you don't breathe, Then you walk to St. Petersburg. And a man at a desk in Langley says, "What crates?" [Final Chorus: huge] Red Ghost, Rusting in the ice, Everybody's selling, Everybody's got a price, Red Ghost, You'll never see it rise, There's a man in a fur hat on the pier, And he's got you in his eyes. [Outro: one held note, brass, strings, hard stop] [End]
