Well, I know where witches came
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From the mind of three insane
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These evil thoughts inside my head
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Might cook you up and eat you dead.
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Enter Darkness
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come into our world
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we roam the night
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we bring you fright
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when death's your fear we hold you tight
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we are pure evil
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Lock! Shock! Barrel!
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Take a breath, you breath bad luck
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in your beds all nice and tucked
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Grab Lobsterman?
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Oh sure we can,
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just ask our friend, The Boogieman
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Madness fill our lungs with hate
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as Halloween, it creeps up, creeps up
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Hides our tears
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brings out fears tonight
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and soon we'll lay to rest
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Lock! Shock! Barrel!
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| The Coffin Caddies |
