If only I was a super scary eerie ghost

I long to be a grim gallant ghastly ghoul

Get up to all kinds of mystic mischief

And generally play act the foolish fool

I am surely in a Halloween state of mind

Only allowed out to surprise on October 31

A genuine evil deadly dude one of a kind

Well I’ll be a sinister surly son of a gun

I will scare the pants off you guaranteed

You will end up in my boiling witches brew

When I come pounding on your delicate door

Give me all your sweets and your money too

I only get to prowl the streets once a year

Halloween a forever dream that would be neat

I get so excited when your heart misses a beat

Don’t have a seizure it’s only trick or treat