[Intro] [Verse 1] I’m the ghost with asthma, roaming this place, My soul’s been restless, haunting every space. “This was my portrait,” I muttered with pride, Till a child drew mustaches and crossed out my eyes. I clenched my hand, said, “It’s vendetta time!” [Pre-Chorus] The Holloway family moved into my lair, Time to give them a ghostly scare. I grabbed a sheet, tried the classic haunt… But the kid lit it on fire before I could taunt! [Chorus] No, it can’t be! I’ve tried night and day, But the Holloways won’t run away. Their dad just shrugs, puts on a Stones song, And says, “Don’t worry, he won’t stay long.” [Bridge] I crept in young Emma’s room with a fright, But she painted my nails and asked real polite: “Wanna be friends? I’ll bring you a bite!” She offered cookies. I fled from the light. [Verse 2] Mrs. Holloway stirred eggs at the stove, I screamed “BOO!” with all my ghostly woe. She blinked and said, “Is that an owl?” And kept flipping pancakes without a growl. [Pre-Chorus] I hid in the closet, changed voices and tones, But little Ben caught me reading Mormon tomes. He shut the door and gave me a wink, That kid’s immune—I’m starting to sink. [Chorus] No, this can’t be! I once held power, Now I’m coughing in this haunted tower. The Holloways just smile and cheer— How can they live with a ghost so near? [Outro] I heard them laughing, calling me down, “Come on ghosty, we’ve gifts all around!” I hid in the basement, completely defeated, Maybe it’s time I finally retreated… [End]
