[Verse 1] Marty showed up wearing a parking ticket, Pinned to his jacket with a wooden peg. He blocked the doorway while we read the fine print, Somebody whispered, “Man, what’s this supposed to mean?” Then Brenda crashed in as a group-text message, ALL CAPS, twelve emojis, zero shame. She said, “I’m only here for free Halloween candy,” And three people quietly forgot her name. [Pre-Chorus] The mirror said, “You might wanna rethink it.” The host said, “There’s some dip over there.” Then somebody walked in dressed as a landlord— And suddenly nobody cared. [Chorus] That costume’s a conversation-stopper, That outfit’s a bold little choice. You came as a walking hot-button topic, Now the punch bowl’s lost its voice. Save the plague suit, skip the bad taste, Read the room before you go. It’s Halloween—be weird, be spooky, Just don’t make the whole party say, “No!” [Verse 2] A guy came dressed as “Reply All,” With twelve old emails stapled to his cape. His shoes were made from meeting reminders, His mask was one enormous Excel spreadsheet. Then somebody showed up as a parking officer, Writing tickets for the fake bats on the wall. The bats took off with half the snack bowl— Honestly, they had a point after all. [Pre-Chorus] The mirror said, “You might wanna rethink it.” The host said, “There’s some dip over there.” Then a clown came dressed as a comment section— We pulled the breaker just to clear the air. [Chorus] That costume’s a conversation-stopper, That outfit’s a bold little choice. You came as a walking hot-button topic, Now the punch bowl’s lost its voice. Save the plague suit, skip the bad taste, Read the room before you go. It’s Halloween—be weird, be spooky, Just don’t make the whole party say, “No!” [Bridge] Be a vampire accountant! A ghost who lost his briefcase! A haunted garden gnome With a terrifyingly serious face! Be a moonwalking meatball! A wizard chasing after his hat! Be a three-eyed disco chicken! Yeah, you can wear that. But if your costume needs a disclaimer, Three paragraphs long and laminated flat— Maybe leave that one at home tonight. We don't need to talk about that. [Final Chorus] That costume’s a conversation-stopper, That outfit’s a bold little choice. You came as a walking hot-button topic, Now the punch bowl’s lost its voice. Save the plague suit, skip the bad taste, Read the room before you go. It’s Halloween—be weird, be spooky, Just don’t make the whole party say, “No!” [Outro] Be weird, be spooky, let the good times roll, Bring a costume nobody needs to understand. Be strange, be silly, lose control— Just don't make the host defend your plan.
