Music, Arrangement, Lyrics and Art by MiMa ©2026. All rights reserved. AI Disclosure (EU): AI-assisted content. Human creative direction, selection, arrangement and final editorial control by MiMa. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Intro] One pumpkin for the window, two pumpkins at the door, three little blind mice crossing the floor... Hello?... IE, What the...? Oh. its you... You're early. Well, we better start then. [Verse 1] There's a crooked little moon hanging sideways in the sky, and the scarecrow in the garden just winked his button eye. All the pumpkins on the pavement have been grinning since eleven, while the blackbirds count to twelve— but never count back to seven. [Pre-Chorus] Lock the windows, hide the light, something's getting dressed tonight. Hear the staircase, hear it whine— Just don't step on tred number nine... ...it still needs fixing. [Chorus] When the thirteenth chime rings out, all the shadows come about, every monster, ghost and grin knows exactly when to begin. Round and round the graveyard gate, don't be early, don't be late, when the thirteenth chime goes— ...ding. [Verse 2] There's a lady with no footsteps selling apples down the lane, there's a gentleman whose umbrella only opens when it rains— Well... naturally. There's a skeleton conducting with a femur for a stick, and the dead are doing waltzes while the living all feel sick. [Pre-Chorus] Bolt the windows, dim the light, every wrong thing feels just right. Hear the clockwork, hear it climb— Ten... Eleven... Twelve... [Chorus] When the thirteenth chime rings out, all the shadows come about, every monster, ghost and grin knows exactly when to begin. Round and round the graveyard gate, don't be early, don't be late, when the thirteenth chime goes— DING! [Hook/Post Chorus] Spin the witch! Wake the dead! Put the pumpkin on your head! Shake the bones! Ring the bell! Who invited you? Don't tell! [Bridge] But if you hear a little knock when every candle's gone... and something underneath your bed begins to hum along... Don't scream. Don't run. Don't make a sound. It hates it when you run. [Final Chorus] WHEN THE THIRTHEENTH CHIME RINGS OUT, LET THE WHOLE NIGHT TWIST AND SHOUT! EVERY MONSTER, GHOST AND GRIN, HALLOWEEN CAN NOW BEGIN! Round and round the graveyard gate, we've been dying here to wait! When the thirteenth chime goes— DING! DING! DING! [Outro] I can hear you think: "But clocks only have twelve." Exactly.
