Spiders and snails and puppy dog tails Shakers and bakers with bloody long nails Keep their appearance with bombs and bowls Hearing and appearing as a dark moon calls
We come downtown by eleven or so Taking airtrain through a valley of souls We go inside of the mausoleum And slip into our haunted dream
And the good times come when the bad guys go To the wicked place way down below And the night time shines and we make a scene It’s like every day is Halloween
La-la-la…….
2. Paceless tasteless prones of the day March like zombies with nothing to say They never see the beauty in these cold black eyes We hold the key to be free from their lives
We come downtown by eleven or so Taking airtrain through a valley of souls We go inside of the mausoleum And slip into our haunted dream
And the good times come when the bad guys go To the wicked place way down below And the night time shines and we make a scene It’s like every day is Halloween
La-la-la……..
3. Good day time’s not our scene Morning is just for a dream The night time is its queen And every day is Halloween
And the good times come when the bad guys go To the wicked place way down below And the night time shines and we make a scene It’s like every day is Halloween
And the good times come when the bad guys go To the wicked place way down below And the night time shines and we make a scene It’s like every day is Halloween