[VERSE 1] On Halloween, The Crypt keeper led us Past the grave stones burning bright. Dressed as zombies, with a white face, They marched us through the night. I wore torn overalls with a fanny pack, And packed a pillow case for the sweets. We rode to the rich part of town on my moms broom, To haunt the moonlit streets. A ghost waved us over, With a wicked, toothy grin. We tried to climb over the wall beside the gate, Then someone called us in! [CHORUS] Trick or treat in a fanny pack, Come knocking at the door! Something salty, something sweet— We’re coming back for more! We can handle Parents and kids, We’ll laugh at any fright. But when you ask us to shave a dill pickle? We draw the line! Trick or treat tonight! [VERSE 2] First, Father answered, Dressed as the devil in red. We picked some candy; got caremel apples— “Yee Haw!” we said. Next, my sister wore Dorothy costume, With Toto beneath one arm. We chose trick; got a hand grenade— That set off every car alarm! [CHORUS] Trick or treat in a fanny pack, Come knocking at the door! Something salty, something sweet— We’re coming back for more! We can handle Parents and kids, We’ll laugh at any fright. But asking us to shave a dill pickle? We draw the line! Trick or treat tonight! [BRIDGE] Then the Sherriff, dressed as a dead outlaw, Stepped out into the light. “Choose caramel apples or hand grenades! Which will it be tonight?” We picked a treat; they passed us wax lips, Then pointed at the moon. “Now standing in a circle!” They chanted, “abracadabra!” And the fiddler struck a tune. [FINAL CHORUS] Trick or treat in fanny packs, Come knocking at the door! Something salty, something sweet— We’re coming back for more! We can handle Parents and kids, We’ll laugh at any fright. But asking us to shave a dill pickle? We draw the line! Trick or treat tonight! [OUTRO — THE TWIST] Then Momma dropped their halo, And we all began to shake. Beneath it lurked a real Mother of a witch— That costume wasn’t fake! My lips turned into wax, It spread across my skin. That cursed caramel apple had changed us all— The monsters were within! Now we haunt the graveyard each Halloween, Come knocking at your door. Give us your fear, and we won’t curse your caramel apples anymore— Unless you ask for more!
