[Intro: Deep pipe organ, wooden xylophone, witch cackle] [Verse 1: Raspy old witch vocal, mysterious, slow heavy march] Don't ever laugh when the shadows fall, Or you may hear the midnight call. They wrap you up in a velvet cloak Beneath the mist and the chimney smoke. [Verse 2: Dramatic witch vocal building tension, heavy stomping beat] They lock the door of the wooden chest, Beneath the garden you will rest. The clock ticks on for about a week, Then the ancient timber begins to creak! [Chorus: Booming dark ensemble choir, chanting, heavy, theatrical] The shadows creep in, the shadows creep out! They dance a waltz all around your snout! They steal your glasses, they steal your shoes! They leave you nothing that you can use! [Verse 3: Fast theatrical witch vocal + ghostly whispers] A little green frog with glowing eyes Jumps in the cauldron andThe sparks will rise. The potion turns to a glowing green, And bubbles up like whipping cream! [Outro: Witch & Dark Choir together, dramatic, slowing down] You pour it out on a crust of bread, And that's your supper when you're in bed! [Witch laugh, vintage music box fading out] 🎃🕸️
