When the crypt doors creak
And the tombstones quake
Spooks come out for a swinging wake
Happy haunts materialize
And begin to vocalize

Now don't close your eyes
And don't try to hide
Or a silly spook may sit by your side
Shrouded in a daft disguise
They pretend to terrorize

Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize

As the moon climbs high o'er the dead oak tree
Spooks arrive for the midnight spree
Creepy creeps with eerie eyes
Start to shriek and harmonize
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize