When the crypt doors creak And the tombstones quake Spooks come out for a singing wake Happy haunts materialize And begin to vocalize Grim grinning ghosts come out to socializeNow don't close your eyes And don't try to hide Or a silly spook may sit by your side Shrouded in a daft disguise They pretend to terrorize Grim grinning ghosts come out to socializeAs the Moon climbs high o'er dead oak tree Spooks arrive for the midnight spree Creepy creeps with eerie eyes Start to shriek and harmonize Grim grinning ghosts come out socializeWhen you hear the knell of a requiem bell Weird glows gleam where spirits dwell Restless bones etherealize Rise as spooks of every sizeGrim grinning ghosts come out to socialize Grim grinning ghosts come out Grim grinning ghosts come out To socialize
Compositor(es): The Living Tombstone ft. Crusher P.
