Haunted House Music

Its that horrifying time of year

The ghosts open up their house for visitors to fear

Humans brave enough to stay the night

Surviving seeing shit that will turn you white

Scare themselves into a wailing fit

Just to ensure their website gets another user hit

The skeletons go on spookify

To pick (the bones of) tracks to terrify

All (Adamski) killer but also some Thriller

But gravely definitely no Cilla

Black as this night may be

For demons even her singing is too scary

Ghosts get the sheets out of the wash

But wait that impact has a definite loss

Its hard to cause fear, scares and hurt

When in the machine someone left a red shirt

They’ll have to be modern creatures of the night

Looking haunting in a kind of pinky off Wight

Outside zombies break out of the ground

Heaping the soil into an uneven mound

They are covered in drool, blood and puss

Staggering like the drunk who missed the last bus

And although the dead (will be gone) by dawn

Some poor sap will have to re-lay that lawn

Who let the werewolves out?

(Who, who, who, wooooooooo!)

The moon is full there is no doubt

Looking at what they’ve left behind it seems

The idiots ripped out of their good pairs of jeans

For a non werewolf owner no more terrifying sight

Than hanging from a tree a bag of were shite

The terror of monsters have all arrived

Apart from the ones an over eager Jason knifed

Though none are sure if the invisible man has shown

Ghostface as always asking film questions on the phone

Inside the toilet a vampire won’t make their cleaning up goal

As the mummy has made off with all the toilet roll

Night in full swing ghosts bang on the pipes

Moaning their unmelodic afterlife gripes

These Geists aim to keep their guests awake

Ghosts (motives) really aren’t very opaque

The problem with in the night going bump

Your head is likely to end up with a lump

This Halloween night goes with a swing

Multiple versions of people appearing thanks to the Thing

Those staying the night have had their scare

Proven by their freestanding hair

One last thing before the candles burn their wick

Creatures of the night what music they pick