Stuart Lawrence

Lyrics

There’s something in the air, there’s something strange
All the little children this time of year become deranged
All the evil demons just for tonight will fit right in
As the sinister quest for treats and sweets once again begins
Witches cackle, Hubble bubble, and cast their spells
On brushwood broomsticks, through the air compelled
All the Tormented spirits just for tonight are set free
And Zombies drag their corpses to try to catch to eat you and me

And Spiders grow ten times their size, their webs tangled in the trees
And Pumpkins reveal their angry faces, hate burns inside for all to see
Our youngest and most precious ones, we set them loose out on the streets
The screams of all those victims who chose trick instead of treat.

There’s always some completely unaware
It’s not the night to go out alone, you really should be scared
But It’s only after dark all the little vampires would even dare
But they will bite your neck, and drink your blood, if your sweets you fail to share

[verse]
The skeletal remains of our ancestors animate
They dance to the music, broken hip bones still gyrate
And werewolves howl into the night at the full moon
And little ghostly pirates say they’ll cut our hearts out with a spoon

And Spiders grow ten times their size, their webs tangled in the trees
And Pumpkins reveal their angry faces, hate burns inside for all to see
Our youngest and most precious ones, we set them loose out on the streets
The screams of all those victims who chose trick instead of treat.
Our youngest and most treasured ones, we unleash them like rabid wolverines
They ransack every house they can find, and they call it Halloween
They devour everything in their path in the name of Halloween,
for the sake of Halloween