An American Byron Lyrics

A forged will

It should have been an easy thing

After all

Why shouldn't it all come to me?

Of course I adored my grandmother

I was always Grandmama's darling

But I forgot her determination

And instead of resting in peace she's haunting

An American Byron of the Black Arts

I too have been called Dangerous to know

Yet nothing in my experience

Has prepared me for this though

You've got to help me Evan

I don't know what to do

If I go down for this

I'm taking you down too!

Everywhere I turn I hear her laughter

What I close my eyes I see her face

The old dear just couldn't go to the hereafter

No she's got to be haunting the place!

She's driving me mad this is a disaster!

How do I get this spirit off my case?

An American Byron of the Black Arts

I too have been called Dangerous to know

Yet nothing in my experience

Has prepared me for this though

You've got to help me Evan

I don't know what to do

If I go down for this

I'm taking you down too!

I've researched in all my books

Smudging with sage just won't do!

She blows out all the candles

It's a nightmare come true!

An American Byron of the Black Arts

I too have been called Dangerous to know

Yet nothing in my experience

Has prepared me for this though

You've got to help me Evan

I don't know what to do

If I go down for this

I'm taking you down too!