Everyone's lining up for a brand new pickup truck I need a ghost ship I need a ghost ship Alone and left behind the maritimes I need a history I need a history And the oil rush is falling down like rain Falling down like rain on all of us ♪ Ask the devil into your heart You will never be alone There's no time to stand apart In your new prairie home And the Calgary Tower sticks up in the sky Like a giant fist raised up with all its might And the Calgary Tower is shining in the night Like the mast of a ghost ship On its inaugural flight My heart is a piece of garbage My heart is a piece of garbage My heart is a piece of garbage Fight Fight, seagulls, fight ♪ Seagulls fight