Every year when we're done trick-or-treating
and we're all sick of eating tootsie-rolls by the pound
off we go to a strange kind of meeting
that's for every kid from miles around
down at the fire house, where all the fire fighters
are putting on their yearly trick-or-treat
they drape the fire hose, the decorate the pumper
and all put on a costume or a sheet
as the witches and the zombies and the goblins all convene
for a killer, diller, thriller of a goosetown hallowe'en
But new this year in the rear of the station
stood a wierd habitation that gave all of us chills
clanking chains and a nightmare vibration
well it made ya wanna run for the hills
they'd built a spook house, those wacky fire fighters
with sound effects and lighting they'd prepared
they made that fire house a very scary area
and frankly even I was kinda scared
as the witches and the zombies turn a ghostly shade of green
on this killer, diller, thriller of a goosetown hallowe'en
little vampires started wailing
little mummies were coming unwound
all at one though, something happened
to turn the whole evening around
CLANG CLANG CLANG
"Fire!! two alarms! sorry kids the party's over"
It was a mad house, with all the people running from the
Spook house to grab their boots and helmets from the
Fire house. No time to change your costumes
a gremlin came a-sliding down the pole
a cobwebbed pumper with a skeleton crew
Frankenstien was driving and away they flew...
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Lyrics submitted by Leandra.