They lingered in the attic for a long time Spooky costumes, now it's there prime It's finally showtime on this eerie night It's finally time for some fright So keep a low profile if you want to stay out of their way The ordinary people have nothing more to say Now the freaks sneaking around everywhere, wandering Waiting for you to answering Sweets are what they want Until then, they will haunt From Door to Door They make the claw They're taking the treat Under their sheet From Door to Door They make the claw They're taking the treat Under their sheet Demanding more and more sweet Candy until they can't take any more fills their pockets The confectionery factory makes a huge profit Their bellies are filling up They make you to their sub They coax all the sweets out with their cute skirt You could fill a bathtub with it But they never feel truly full Soon it will be a pool One house after another Even that from her grandmother From Door to Door They make the claw They're taking the treat Under their sheet From Door to Door They make the claw They're taking the treat Under their sheet Demanding more and more sweet You're safe nowhere They follow you everywhere Looking into every window Your chances of hiding are practically zero So appease them with sweets And they return to the streets Surrender to consumption Is your only option From Door to Door They make the claw They're taking the treat Under their sheet From Door to Door They make the claw They're taking the treat Under their sheet Demanding more and more sweet
