Then what da hell are we gonna talk about?
Maybe how Halloween this year aint allowed?
Every door shut, every window closed down
No knocking signs zero gobstoppers around
The kids are dressed in PJs eating PBJs
Instead of Reese’s, 3 musketeers or Hershey’s
To tell ya the truth, a babe Ruth is good too
But that reminded me that no Sloths coming through
No darth Vader’s, no pirates or Popeyes
No cops no purrs or sexual urges
When I see a sexual nurse or a hot fly
And the sexy swatter is hotter than a furnace
No one dressed as Thanos, Captain America or a circus
Clown, Halloween’s cancelled, the spooky ookys nervous
Halloween is a purpose give in to your urges

Spooky Ooky,
My god I want a cookie
My god I want some candy
Twenty seven you can sue me

So Hallowen is cancelled, because of all the drama
But not like Bill Cosby, (no,) more like Futurama
‘Cause I’m-a keep bringing it back, we can’t adjourn ‘cause
I’ve already bought a costume I can’t return (uh)
I’m going as the sexiest rapper that is known yet
I’ll be the one in the glasses and the cone head
And so that I’m ready for all the things that we do
I’m binging all the Freddy films, even the crappy reboot
I’m gonna party, got a mask anyway
And I hate people so I always stay six feet away (yeah)
You may not understand me, the way I do all that
I only go for the candy and to play with their cat
So when I trick or treat toss the candy out the back
With a catapult or whatever just get it in the sack
If you miss that’s OK, I’ll pick it up like I should
It’s just a little soggy, it’s still good, it’s still good!

Spooky Ooky,
My god I want a cookie
My god I want some candy
Twenty seven you can sue me