[Verse] In a tavern dark as night A whisper chills and stirs the light A ghostly figure grabs a beer Cold and spectral filled with cheer [Verse 2] Patrons scream and chairs fly back The jukebox stops with a wicked crack But the spirit laughs and takes a sip No harm meant from ghostly grip [Chorus] Raise a glass with the ghost Nothing's quite as it seems From fright to friendly boasts It's the stuff of midnight dreams [Verse 3] Curiosity then takes the lead A chat with death quenches greed Stories told and laughs return Respect for the unknown we learn [Bridge] Underneath his ghastly gaze Human hearts begin to haze Warmth and wisdom found anew In a smoky shadow's view [Chorus] Raise a glass with the ghost Nothing's quite as it seems From fright to friendly boasts It's the stuff of midnight dreams
