It’s almost October
Time to get crunked on pumpkin spice
It’s hard to overstate my jubilation
Blogoween’s coming
Hang up your skulls and frickin bats
Raise a cup of virgin blood
And party with the undead
From their year-long slumber hungry ghouls will awake
Fend them off with funk-of-forty-thousand-year cake
Get your spookiess on
Get your graves out on the lawn
And hope in a month you’ll survive
I’m so frickin happy
I’m being so sincere right now
Even though Christmas decor is encroaching
Just leave me my pumpkins
Now give me that knife, he needs a face
Double, double, toil and trouble
Hide round the corner say “Boo!”
These ghosts and goblins on your soul they will dine
Then it’s R I P if you run out of time
So get your creepy ass in gear
It’s the best time of the year
To be thankful you are still alive!
Maybe I went too far?
I can see how this blood’s a little much…
Maybe I should take down this satanic altar?
Consider Jesusween?
That was a joke. Ha ha. FAT CHANCE.
Anyway these brains are great
They’re so delicious and moist!
Look at me still talking when there’s hell left to raise
Don your scythes and cloaks, there’s only thirty one days
Think of all the fun
There’s black magic to be done
On the people who are still alive
You should be happy you are still alive
Sucked all your blood, you can be still alive
Ate your brains, but you can be still alive
Sewed on new body parts to be still alive
You might be dead but you can be still alive
Still alive
A.K. Caggiano 