Moonlight Serenade

MOONLIGHT SERENADE Somethin’s buried in the cornfield The Moon’s blood red And this black hooded fiddler’s A playin’ taps fer the dead They be makin’ the rounds, Farmer John’s cute little sprouts Dressed in their bright Halloween suits Intent on gettin’ lots a Handouts Oh, somethin’s buried in the cornfield Moon casts a rusty glow The fiddler’s changed his tune now. A macabre waltz, eerie ‘n slow John’s chillun all’r enchanted Fiddler’s music so sickly sweet So strange this tune, they fail to see The upthrust at Suzy’s feet Somethin’s got Suzy by the ankle Somethin’ muddy, bloody with gore And Suzy’s screamin’ absolute murder Wait! There’s a mystery in store Somethin’s got loose in the cornfield The fiddler’s a fiddlin’hell bent It’s chasin’ John’s screechin’young uns Ith a chainsaw divil sent Sich a terrible, terrible story Ta be a tellin’ Halloween Eve, But rest ya easy my chillun, I’m a gonna turn off the T.V.