The Man With The Haunted Head

 

Yes, he said, I live in your head
But I’m separate from you Fred
You mean you’re not a part of me?
Like a possessive demon I can’t see?
Take me over like the living dead?
No it’s not like that he said

You’ve still got your own free will
By the way you can call me Bill
I’m a sort of ghost
You are my host
So why make your presence known?
It’s lonely here all on my own

What about me do I get a say?
Sorry Fred not today
So how do I get rid of you?
Do you really want to?
Well yes
My life’s already a mess

I know it is that’s due to stress
You’re a difficult case I must confess
Although this may sound absurd
If you harken to my word
You'd maybe even get a wife
A good job and a useful life

Look, let’s try it for a week or so
If it doesn’t work then I will go
Reluctantly it was agreed
Fred obtained his every need
Top job, model wife
Ah said Fred this is the life

Everyone’s has a haunted head
So we can get the best like Fred
But will we listen? Will we hell
Does any of this ring a bell?
Believe me we all have the choice
To listen to our inner' wee small voice'