Changing My Name to Egon.

I wrote this as part of Marissa’s Christmas present.  I think it’s pretty self-explanatory.

(With apologies to Tom Paxton and Harold Ramis.)

Lyrics:

Oh I’m dreading every day I go to work
Cause my manager’s a shady wraithist jerk
And I haven’t any notion of the spectre of promotion
I can’t find an apparition in the murk.

This life was ghastly from the moment it began
I have potential to become a better man
I’ve had enough of secretarial, I want something more ethereal
So I’ve been moved to make a supernatural plan

I am changing my name to Egon
I’ll fill a backpack with a nuclear machine
I’ll live in a fire station doing ghost investigation
And spend all my free time flirting with Janine.

I am changing my name to Egon
Pretty soon I’ll have my demons on the run
Though I may seem kind of random, it’s all a part of phantom fandom
That’s how I have fun.

Now I’m sure Ray will get covered up with slime
It comes from living in a post-thaumatic time
And nearly every other day we’ll have to fight the EPA
Like keeping spirits in the basement was a crime.

I’ll be ready for our big showdown with Zuul
She’ll seduce Venkman but I’m not so much a fool
Though I know she’s kind of feisty, and a little poltergeisty
Chicks who change my friends to dogs are not that cool.

CHORUS

Though this Gozer thing could put me under stress
And Winston will be disgusted by the mess
I’ll learn to climb up shattered streets, and how to sleep above my sheets
And when they ask if I’m a god then I’ll say yes!

We will fight with gods with access to our dreams
And my friends will no doubt try some crazy schemes
Though they’re not unpleasant fellows, I don’t even like marshmallows
So we’ll have to close our eyes and cross our streams.

CHORUS