The Killers — Zombie Hands

Halloween, all the witches flying by Can't you see her broomstick in the sky? All the werewolves trade their teeth for zombie hands While the vampires tell their tales of foreign lands But beware, don't you dare Don't you dare, even stare Or a ghost will come and pull your hair Oho-ohhh uuuuuuh A ghost will come and pull your hair