[Verse 1] You nailed the warning to the door, But every hinge still begs for more. A crooked grin, a paper crown, We kick the gates and shake the town. [Whisper] Come closer. Count backward. [Chorus] Run, little ghosts, through the funhouse floor, The painted moon wants one encore! Teeth in the grin and sparks in the feet, We’re the bad little guests they can’t beat! [Verse 2] Tin jack-o’-lanterns blink in time, A black cat steals the punchline rhyme. The midway spins; the signs all sway, We laugh too loud and sprint away. [Whisper] Don’t look behind you. Not yet. [Breakdown] Stop! Go! Stop! Go! [Chorus] Run, little ghosts, through the funhouse floor, The painted moon wants one encore! Teeth in the grin and sparks in the feet, We’re the bad little guests they can’t beat! [Bridge] One crooked step, then hold your breath, The clown in the mirror counts to death. A hush falls down—then drums kick in, The carousel starts up again! [Finale] Round and round, the horses grin, The whole strange carnival pulls us in. We skip through the smoke, we bow, we flee, The last laugh belongs to you and me! [Outro] [Spooky-carnival groove] Goodnight, goodnight—don’t miss the ride!
