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Ghosts  
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We're getting the girls in
We're rocking the house and
Putting the hits on the racks and
Stacking Jacksons
We're blowing it up
We're taking it coast to coast
Like ghosts
The mostest toast
We go for broke when we go
To the hole so

You can't tell us
We can't do this
We're doing it better than most
We knows
We're taking it coast to coast
And we goin' come round
Lay our throw down
Like sweet butter be spread on toast
Then fade in the mist like ghosts

Flicking cigarettes off the bus
We're dumping buckets of puss
On the highway
Interstate trucks
We chucks panties
We bail each night
We ight ice sight
No problem
Got a hook shot look like a star beam
And Jack Daniels drinking
What was you thinking
Leaving your girl on the bus 'cause

You can't tell us
We can't do this
We're doing it better than most
We knows
We're taking it coast to coast
And we goin' come round
Lay our throw down
Like sweet butter be spread on toast
Then fade in the mist like ghosts

We'll put some soul in your bowl
And you can smoke it all up until your whole bro
We'll put it in the mail and
Mail it right off to your asshole

Son of Sam no son of spam
Part human ma'am
But mostly ham
Some blood
Some bone
Always on the telephone
Dialing up for some Kung Pao chicken
Got some stew
Got to stick my stick in
Stir it around
Get it hot
Give a tape of this shit to the cops
A hungry little owl feeding in a tree
The sun sets itself down on it's knee
Terrible hand of doom is so hard
A mercury sworx and a playing card
They call me the ape man
Then back in the box
My microphone is taped to my jock
When I speak the weak
Fall at my feet
At the end of the world it's neat

You can't tell us
We can't do this
We're doing it better than most
We knows
We're taking it coast to coast
And we goin' come round
Lay our throw down
Like sweet butter be spread on toast
Then fade in the mist like ghosts

You can't tell us
We can't do this
We're doing it better than most
We knows
We're taking it coast to coast
And we goin' come round
Lay our throw down
Like sweet butter be spread on toast
Then fade in the mist like ghosts