The Joke

He fell asleep on a whip
Now he's looking offended
One car on fire
And she's playing the fool

Oh my, good god
I think I've ascended
Head says, watch out
There's a shark in the pool

White ghost, white cat
I laugh at things like that

You see it dripping down your window
You feel it scratching at your feet

Another glass of milk
And you're feeling your head go
Has anyone ever told you
You look like a gun

Now you've had a taste
Are you feeling your blood flow
Better wear your name
Before they cut off your tongue

White ghost, white cat
I laugh at things like that

You see it dripping down your window
You feel it scratching at your feet

White ghost, white cat
I laugh at things like that



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Cormack
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