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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, we're spinning
And laughing at the ghosts
Laughing
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, we're spinning   And laughing at the ghosts   Laughing