Acid Witch - Trick or Treat


Mine is the house, we're all warned about when trick or treating as a child 
Inside my head, perverted thoughts are hid, but the neighbors say my manners mild 
Ive been rumored to creep, when all others sleep, you've seen me in my white van 
Thick-rimmed glasses and a well-groomed mustache hide the face of a hideous man 

Die cut witches, ghouls and skulls 
A graveyard on my lawn 
My house is dressed up for Halloween 
The most elaborate on my street... 

Trick or Treat 

Most kids with sense, their muscles tense, and dash past my house Halloween night 
But those with greed in there hearts, whose breath reek of sweet tarts 
Drag heaving bags, in devilish rags, to the door of the spider that waits 
And behind my thick glasses, I dream of their asses, butchered and ready to eat 

A tape of horror sounds of fright 
To lure them to my lair 
Masked effigies and eerie lights 
and a large bowl filled with sweets... 

Trick or Treat 

You've all heard this tale, in every village and vale, every neighborhood has someone like me 
Some say its folklore, to keep kids from straying too far, but I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing 
For I am that man, in the white cargo van, and I'm prowling and ready to strike 
I feign normalcy, so they wont think of me, when a kid goes missing Halloween night

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