Текст песни Halloween

Halloween - Stephen Lynch

(spoken) This one's weird, 'cause I can only play it once a year. On Halloween.
(whispered) Scary.

Thinking of all the cool creatures
that I will meet on this night
Ghosts and goblins and witches
roaming the streets in moonlight
Bowls of candy and goodies,
delicious and waiting in store
The sound of cute little footsteps
as they approach my front door

Letting the children inside to drink beers
Razor blades hidden in Three Musketeers
Screams from the basement of kids begging to be set free
That's what Halloween means to me

Tightening the clamps that are holdingStephen Lynch - Halloween - http://ru.motolyrics.com/stephen-lynch/halloween-lyrics.html
their little heads so tight
Putting my lips to their ears
as I whisper please don't fight
I promise to you go home
if you swear not to tell a soul
Well I'll just untie these
I'm kidding, now where is my hacksaw*? Let's rock and roll!

A pinch of your brother, a teaspoon of you
With the head of your sister** would make a good stew
I'd give you a taste but your tongue's in the stew; irony
That's what Halloween means to me

Trick-or-treat, smell my feet
Give me something good to eat
Trick-or-treat, smell my feet
Give me someone... good to eat

* when he sang this on The Carson Daly Show, this was "chainsaw" instead of "hacksaw"
** when he sang this on The Carson Daly Show, this was "Carson" instead of "your sister"