Indoor Playground - Ghost Magician

They like to hang out in a place of spirits
A haunted house or a busy city street
They pull you in with a promise of mystical feats
They shuffle their cards with inhuman finesse
Then for transparency they roll up their sleeves
But there's something more apparent that gives you the heebie-jeebies

You used to think that magic was so cool
You trained your sleight of hand while you were in high school
Now as they try to get your mind to diverge
You realize they must be more than the average thaumaturge
they're a

Ghost Magician
Their close-up work can't be that hard
Even you can see through the cards of a
Ghost Magician
A mystical force with a longing for minor illusion

Thrill at the skill of this apparition
Watch as they levitate baby goats
Don't get distracted by the fact they're just a jacket that floats
Now they're being aided by their assistant
You witness the ghost of someone sawed in half
You're not sure whether you should scream or laugh

Legerdemaine from a necromancer
Endless scarves from an undead master
A dime behind the ear of a spell caster
It's David Blaine with the power of Casper
It's a

Ghost Magician
You might roll your eyes and you might sneer
As they make a whole ghost ship disappear
Ghost Magician
A charlatan of tricks from the ethereal plane

This hocus pocus is lacking focus

Written by:
David Torrey, Kari Aldrich, Sam Mameli

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