{t:Phantasmagoria}
{st:Written by Francis Monkman (Curved Air)}
{st:Tabbed by checkman@math.gatech.edu}

{c:(Intro: D A G D)}

[D]I bet you sometimes wondered what [A]was standing right behind you,
[G]Keep looking over your shoulder to see if it's [D]there.
[(D)]The solemn churchbell pealing, some [A]Mephistophelean stealing,
[G]Quietly along through the night, to hide under your [D]bed.

	[D]Don't ring for a [A]tax[G]i, [D]don't call a po[A]lice[G]man,
	[(D)]Don't send for a [A]doc[G]tor, [D]he'll just [G]give [A]you [D]pills.
	[(D)]Don't hide in the [A]cell[G]ar, [D]you may not be[A]lieve [G]it,
	[(D)]It's probably [A]friend[G]ly, just a[G]lone [A]like [D]you.

{c:(Bridge: D A G D)}

[D]You run upstairs and lie there, [A]waiting for the floor to creak,
And [G]something comes bumpety-bumpety-bump up the [D]stairs.
[(D)]The time has come to wonder [A]who could be the owner of that
[G]Cold clammy hand that's exploring the end of the [D]bed.

	Don't ring for a taxi ...

[D]So if you get lonely, just think of the summer,
[G]And swimming in sky-blue, [A]drift your [G]mind a[D]way.

{c:(Solo: over verse)}

[D]So when the next time comes, you feel you're being followed
By a [G]ghoul with a highly intelligent flair for a [D]bet,
[(D)]Just turn and lead it by the hand and [A]take it home and tell it,
"[G]Take it from me that you need all the friends you can [D]get."

	Don't ring for a taxi ...

So if you get lonely ... 

{c:(Repeat bridge several times, singing "la-la" over the changes.)}