Текст (слова) песни: Robert Pollard - Wrinkled Ghost
There is wind in the trees It ripples like a song and I ask you please Are your lasers applied? Is your contribution generous enough to go inside?
With good in everyone For this we have been striving This trip is a task to long I insist you do the driving
Will you go where youre steered? Do you call your boyfriend Little John? Do you call his father weird? Do you love him the most? Does he iron out the nasty creases From your wrinkled ghost?
Some guys have very sharp eyes And some are simply hiding And some might testify To the best of worlds colliding Ill set sail today Without the gods to bless me Youd like I should go away But I shall refuse endlessly
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