Laughing at The Ghosts — текст песни (Ass Ponys)





Pissing on a camp fire

With the morning coming close

Breaking empty bottles

And laughing at the ghosts

Laughing



Sitting in the evening

In a cluster on the porch

Recounting, man, were spinning

And laughing at the ghosts

Laughing



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