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Bored to Death of Death

Every night, like a choreographed dance, the ghost appears above Zack’s bed

It zooms around lil’ Zack’s room, and whispers mean thoughts in Zack’s head

Zack knows the words aren’t true and the ghost is just looking to cause trouble

But Zack nicely plays along, pretending he’s afraid of the ectoplasmic bubble.


Because a long, long time ago, the sad ghost died in this very room

Too angry to travel onto the Other Side, this room has become its tomb.

So bored of death but with anger to express, the restless spirit haunts the night

And if anyone sleeps in this bedroom, he’ll try to give them a fright!


Zack can sense it wants attention, so he tries to perform the role

Of a boy deathly scared of ghosts, and that this haunting is taking its toll

He knows the ghost is just confused, and struggling to deal with its fate

And he doesn’t want it to be sad, so he acts like the haunting is going great.


Once the ghost is done, and releases all its fury so ancient and deep

The specter always fades away, and Zack smiles then gets some sleep.