The sun falls down on October thirty one,
This night is when we have our fun,
We've slept all year and now we're awake,
And just itching for some souls to take.

We creep through the shadows avoid the light,
Make everyone we pass freeze on sight,
Into your house and through your home,
At the end of october you're never alone.

Now we aren't fussy, not picky at all,
Any soul we will take, any and all,
But don't shake too much its only one night,
When we ghosts and ghouls can take flight.