Phantasmagoria

I bet you sometimes wondered

what was standing right behind you

keep looking over your shoulder

to see if it's there

the solemn churchbell pealing

some Mephistiphelean stealing

quite along through the night

to hide under your bed

Don't ring for a taxi

don't call a policeman

don't send for a doctor

he'll just give you pills

don't hide in the cellar

you may not believe it

it's probably friendly

just alone like you

So if you get lonely

just think of the summer

and swimming in sky-blue

drift your mind away

You run upstairs and lie there

waiting for the floor to creak and

somthing comes

bumpety-bumpety-bump

up the stairs

the time has come to wonder

who could be the owner of that

cold clammy hand

that's exploring the end of the bed

So when the next time comes

you feel you're being followed by a

ghoul with a highly intelligent flair

for a bet

just turn and lead it by hand

and take it home and tell it

tke it home and tell it

take it from me that you need all the

friends you can get

But I keep looking over my shoulder

to see if I'm there

"Oh, when I was a little Ghost,

A merry time had we!

Each seated on his favourite post,

We chumped and chawed the buttered toast

They gave us for tea