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点击复制In the attic he floats
Oh Gus is his name
A ghost with a scent
Yeah he’s changing the game
Not a rattle or moan
Just a puff in the air
You’ll smell his arrival
But you won’t see him there
Gus
Gus
The gaseous ghost
He’s the phantom that stinks the most
Spooky and smelly
A haunting delight
He’s haunting your nose every night
A whiff in the kitchen
A breeze on the stair
His aroma’s his power
His ghostly flair
He doesn’t need chains or a ghostly moan
One little fart and he’s bad to the bone
He’s the stench in the breeze
The spook in the sneeze
Gus
Gus
The gaseous ghost
He’s the phantom that stinks the most
Spooky and smelly
A haunting delight
He’s haunting your nose every night
Is it sulfur or onions
A trash bin’s embrace
He’s a phantom of odor
No need to chase
You can’t outrun him
You can’t hold your breath
Gus is the ghastliest smell of death