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|  | Текст (слова) песни: John Cale -  Ghost Story
 It was seven oclock in the morning
 
 Too late to handle the day
 
 At home it was only two thirty
 
 The skin on my wrists turning grey
 
 Stood up, wished us good luck
 
 He changed his attitudes twice
 
 The box in the corner shivered in fear
 
 He was tired and hungry for days.
 
 The next year she bought a new stomach
 
 From liverpool made in detroit
 
 Constantly passing old matches
 
 Some sentries and millionaires
 
 Who did? gallagher did
 
 The same old thing every time
 
 Gave up, more empty cups
 
 They were tired and hungry for nights.
 
 It made life a littl e easier
 
 To have holland on the run
 
 It didnt take that long to forget her
 
 My old man and his gun
 
 Rushed out, lions about
 
 Wasting away on advice
 
 A hundred and three, 400 or more
 
 Itll haunt you for the rest of your life
 
 
    
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