Scars on facePaper dollsCasting plastic shadows on plaster wallsThere is a red candleThere is a refrainDid I hear that song somewhere beforeOr was it just plainThis party is dreaming but I am awakeTo snooze another shot of ginFor his sakeCHORUSWitches' nightTake me by disguiseI should have dressed upfor the sake of sore eyesWitches' nightThe harvest moon liesWe all doWitches' nightOut on the front porchOld mattresses leanAs pitiful as the people that make this sceneAll used up, seamless, beyond repairI should have called a cab sixpacks agoWhen I had the fareEllen parades her French loverShannon is a hunchback and Shawn her motherA lot of prostitutes here, all rouge and fishnet stockingsOn call this yearCHORUSAfloat on Barbara's waterbedMy guise st down and cast a rippling spellI thought I would drown"Tell me lover, are you trick or treatI'm all mistrusting when things taste so sweetTell me lover, are you trick or treatIt's that I'm all mistrustingWhen things taste so sweet."CHORUSKissed by SatanEmbraced by a gnomeAll frog-legged and eye of newtI should go homeThe witching hour must be at hand'cause I'm so in love I can barely standThe witching hour must be at hand 'cause I'm so in loveI can barely standWitches' nightTake me by disguiseWitches' nightThe lies we all tell-----------------------------------------------