Thinking of all the cool creatures that i will meet...on this night   Ghosts and goblins and witches roaming the streets...in moonlight   Bowls of candy and goodies delicious and waiting...in store   The sound of cute little footsteps as they approach my front door...      Letting the children inside to drink beers   Razor blades hidden in Three Musketeers   Screams from the basement of kids begging to be set free   That's what, Halloween means to me      Tightening the clamps that are holding their little heads...so tight   Putting my lips to their ears as I whisper "Please...don't fight"   I promise I'll let you go home if you swear not to tell...a soul!   Well, I'll just untie these--I'm kidding, now where is my chainsaw?   Let's rock and roll!      A pinch of your brother, a teaspoon of you   With the head of your sister would make a good stew   I'd give you a taste, but your tounge's in the stew--irony   That's what Halloween means to me      Trick or treat, smell my feet   Give me something good to eat   Trick or treat, smell my feet   Give me someone...good to eat!