Bin There, Dun That Words and music by Catherine Faber © 1993C G F C Someone called me from the darkness, and I answered quick and dumb, G C And I reckon I’d be vampire chow if rescue hadn’t come. G F C Well I hit the carpet running, and I didn’t shut the door. G C I don’t think I’m gonna answer when a stranger calls no more, Chorus: C G F C ’Cause I been there, done that, learned what I should know; G C Got the footprints on my T-shirt, got the bruises I can show. G F C Yes I been there, done that, learned to recognize G C When it’s time to call for backup by the frenzy in their eyes. I got called up on a werewolf when the moon was full and fair, And I picked him up on Seventh Street and tracked him to his lair. Now he’s backed into the darkness, and he’s watchin’ with a grin. I’m not dumb, I’m not expendable, and I’m not goin’ in, Chorus Wizards can be touchy and they don’t have many fans. They’re tightlipped about their secrets and they’re stingy with their plans. But if you wind up all scorched you only have yourself to blame: I don’t recommend you push ’em when their hands are full of flame, Chorus Now those old Egyptian curses, sure they got no sense of style. When you tangle with a mummy you’re tied up for quite a while. It’s as strong as a gorilla and as stubborn as a mule. If you find another mummy, you can find another fool, Chorus (repeated however many times your Off Centaur instincts decree)