Grace.B:
When the crypt doors creak, And the tombstones quake, Spooks come out for a singing wake. Happy haunts materialize. And begin to vocalize,Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize.
Grace.B:
If you would like to join our jamboree.There's a simple rule that's compulsory,Mortals pay a token fee.Rest in peace,the haunting' free. So hurry back we would like your company. Hurry Back...Hurry Back.. Be sure to bring your death certificate.