These quiet hallways
Seem so endless,
Dust on ev'ry sill
Unbroken sunlight
Streams through windows,
Bask and have your fill
A few physical
Bodies present,
More is there the Ghost
Disturb ye not now
The Teachers,
Spirits raise a toast
(Chorus)
This is the summer of the endless life
The summer of the Ghost
This is the summer of the endless life
The summer of the Ghost
Meet in the dungeon
Ye revellers,
Oh so strong and hardy
Putrid fish for all
And music,
Let's make it a party!
(Chorus)
(Guitar solo?)
(Bridge)
These two months won't last forever
They will come again
We the Ghosts do have forever
Outlast the Age of Men
These two months of peace we claim
Without students to mock
In these two months that do remain
We come and we shall rock!
(Chorus)x2
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This is the anthemic/giant pop! number. Drums and guitars and clapping and cheering and loudloudloud singing and passion. And Ghosts.
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