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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! From Letras Mania