Jay Moussa-Mann - The Ghost of Sex Workers Past Lyrics

In the walls here used to stand
A red house in great demand
A den of liberty, sweat, curves and impunity
"Oh what's a girl to do, 90 sir or more for you
Take your pick, mister
Be quick mister
I've got a life to live too"
Two men at the door?
Never seen them here before
So the woman of ill repute
Takes in two secrets worth dying for
Oh woh woh woh
The ghosts of sex workers past are here
Oh oh oh oh
Oh woh woh woh
The ghosts of sex workers past are here
Oh oh oh oh
The soldiers come to search
But she's a pro, men fall for her
"They've gone, hurry after, if you're fast
You might catch 'em"
She'd hidden the two men under seed
On her roof overlooking the city
She says I'll save you, if your God saves me and my family
Oh woh woh woh
The ghosts of sex workers past are here
Oh oh oh oh
How fitting the one that the whole world abhors
Is the one who would pay for her soul, risk it all
"Our lives for yours
Hang a red rope from your window"
Our lives for yours
Hang a red rope So we will know
Then she lowered them down
Into the hills they were gone
Oh woh woh woh
The ghosts of sex workers past are here
Oh oh oh oh
Oh woh woh woh
The ghosts of sex workers past are here
Oh oh oh oh