Belgium Ghost Mice
We arrived reall[A]y late at night[F#]
And we f[E]ound a place to sleep under a [D]small patch of trees
We [A]didn't set up our [F#]tent that night
We just p[E]ut sleeping bags right [D]down in the weeds
The [A]ground was covered in [F#]thorns
But the g[E]round was dry and the g[D]round was warm
And [A]we could see the stars at [F#]night
[E] [D] [E]
So we knew we'd be alri-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ight
[A]I heard some footsteps [F#]approaching the fence
So I [E]picked my head up to get a l[D]ook at it
It was the[A] most monstrous c[F#]ow I'd ever seen
With e[E]yes like a devil burnin' s[D]traight into me
And I [A]knew that if it c[F#]ould
It would [E]hop over that fence and c[D]rush us with its hoofs
And I [A]knew that we were in [F#]deep
[E] [D] [E]
Eighty days left, I'm glad that you are here with me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
We [A]woke up the next [F#]morning to discover
Our t[E]rue enemy was b[D]eneath us the whole time
There were [A]slugs all over our [F#]sleeping bags
And e[E]verywhere they went they left a t[D]rail of slime
And we p[A]acked up our things, we [F#]walked into town
Into a [E]town I'd never heard of bef[D]ore
We ate f[A]ries in a Medieval [F#]market,
Of thousands of s[E]auces
I [D]chose ketchup of c[A]ourse
[D]Of cou[A]rse, [D]of co[A]urse, [D]of cou[A]rse, o[D]f co[A]ur-
H[A]ung around for a f[E]ew days then h[D]eaded out
On our w[A]ay we got dropped off without w[E]anting to be
In the c[D]ity where most of the world's d[A]iamonds are made
But the city of treasures and sp[E]arkly things
Didn't h[D]old many splendors for [A]you and me,
Just mean old ladies in the Mc[E]Donalds bathroom that [D]wanted us to pay to [A]pee
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