ghosts are frolicking in the praerie
they look so cute and merry

swans are rotting
they smell a great deal
as skin and flesh fall off of them

the silvery sheen
reflects the bright sun
just as the water reflects and magnifies
to make the swans rot more

they dance and play
having fun all day
they eat the decaying swans
that are oh so tasty
just like pancakes are
with vermont maple syrup
and real butter

then they get reincarnated
and the fun ends

Lyrics submitted by strangelysirius

Praerie song meanings
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