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Ghost
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| Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man |
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Текст песни Ghost
The leather soles go shuffling in,
Stinking of smoke and ten cent gin.
Now who will toast our noble host that has this morning given up the ghost?
The wooden coffer hand to hand.
Kind words are offered, silent prayers.
But she is satisfied the most while stabbing madly at the roast.
The rib of Adam, the eyes of Eve.
The sons of Cain receive no reprieve.
The creditor rides with his men.
The death of debtors he won't forgive.
They repossess his silver eyes, now in the potter's field he lies.
The rib of Adam, the eyes of Eve.
Stinking of smoke and ten cent gin.
Now who will toast our noble host that has this morning given up the ghost?
The wooden coffer hand to hand.
Kind words are offered, silent prayers.
But she is satisfied the most while stabbing madly at the roast.
The rib of Adam, the eyes of Eve.
The sons of Cain receive no reprieve.
The creditor rides with his men.
The death of debtors he won't forgive.
They repossess his silver eyes, now in the potter's field he lies.
The rib of Adam, the eyes of Eve.
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