When the crypt doors creek and the tombstones quake
Spooks come out for a swinging wake
Happy haunts materialize and beggin to vocalize
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize
Now don't close your eyes and don't try to hide
For a silly spook may sit by your side
Shrouded in a daft disguise
They pretend to terrorize
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize
As the moon climbs high over the dead oak tree
Spooks come out for a midnight spree
Creepy creeps with eerie eyes
Start to shriek and harmonize
Grim grining ghosts come out to socialize
When you hear the knell of a requiem bell
Weird glows gleam where spirits dwell
Restless bones etherialize, rise as spooks of every size
(Laughing)
(when you go up the escalator)
If you would like to join our jamboree
There's a simple rule that's compulsory
Mortals pay a token fee
Rest in peace, the huntings free
So, hurry back we would like your company