[Intro] [Production Note: A bubbling cauldron sound effect blending into a swinging upright bassline, a spooky theremin slide, and a creeping harpsichord] [Verse 1] [Witchy - Female Lead] (A delightfully raspy, cackling old grandmother voice—warm, theatrical, and dripping with playful menace) Hee-hee-hee! Step right up to my bubbling stew, I’ve brewed up a wonderful nightmare for you! Eye of newt and a pinch of despair, Just look at the fright standing right over there! My fingers are crooked, my hat is quite frayed, I’m carving the terror in which I was made! [Chorus] [Music Style Shift: Full swinging 1930s dark cabaret beat, snappy drums, weeping brass] Oh, I love to be scary, it keeps me alive! It’s the best sort of thrill when the midnight clocks thrive! Just a wicked old crone with a twinkle of glee, Come get a sweet little hex straight from me! (Wicked cackling laugh) Hee-hee-hee-ha-ha! [Verse 2] [Witchy - Female Lead] (Raspy, dramatic, and intensely cozy) Now don't you go running, my dear little dear, There’s nothing to panic about, except fear! I’ll wrap you in cobwebs and patch up your coat, And feed you hot cider right out of the moat. I might look like horror wrapped up in a shawl, But I’m baking fresh pumpkin-spiced cookies for all! [Pre-Chorus] [Music Style Shift: Muted horns swell, playful piano chords, swinging rhythm builds] So stir up the kettle and rattle the bones, We’re shaking the dust off the graveyard stones! [Chorus] [Music Style Shift: Full grand theatrical swing climax] Oh, I love to be scary, it keeps me alive! It’s the best sort of thrill when the midnight clocks thrive! Just a wicked old crone with a twinkle of glee, Come get a sweet little hex straight from me! [Bridge] [Music Style Shift: Tempo drops to a sultry, spooky crawl, isolated bass and harpsichord] [Witchy - Female Lead] (Spoken closely to the mic, raspy and conspiratorial) They say I'm a monster... a terror by night... (Soft, gentle chuckle) ...and honestly, darlings, I get it just right. Now eat your treats before they grow legs and run away! [Chorus] [Music Style Shift: Explosive final chorus, full band and choir backing] Oh, I love to be scary, it keeps me alive! It’s the best sort of thrill when the midnight clocks thrive! Just a wicked old crone with a twinkle of glee, Come get a sweet little hex straight from me! [Outro] [Music Style Shift: Instruments fade out into a bubbling cauldron sound and a final spooky wind chime] [Witchy - Female Lead] (Fading out with a cheerful, booming cackle) Happy Halloween, dearies! Hee-hee-hee-ha-ha! [End]
