Jackson C. Frank
Halloween is black as night
Halloween is black as night it seems
Halloween is black as night it seems
They got little pointed heads and pointed teeth
Tail beneath their legs about four feet
With their pot-bellied skeletons drowning in defeat

Halloween is black as night it seems
No one asks how they got that way
No one hits them hard enough to pray
No school, no work, no jobs
Every incident a mob’s

Halloween is black as night it seems
Halloween is black as night it seems
Little killers for over fifty years
From dictators to followers with spears
No national relief, no government belief

Halloween is black as night it seems
Halloween is black as night it seems
From cannibals finally to dachau
Feed them and they'll kill you somehow
When dealing with the nations
Sniper fire in all directions

Halloween is black as night it seems
Halloween is black as night it seems
Halloween is black as night it seems