Now this is a tale all about how
My skull got flipped-turned upside down

And I'd like to take a moment, now don't you scream
I'll tell ya' how I became the King of a town called Halloween

(Musical Interlude)

In this town called Halloween, born and raised
In the graveyard is where I spent most of my days

Chillin' out scared and relaxin' with ghouls
And all playin' some bone-ball, I thought it was cool

When a couple of brats, they were up to no good
Lock, Shock, and Barrel are all in da' hood

We got in one little fight and they all got scared
They said, "We're movin' to a treehouse and underneath is Oogie's lair!"

I screamed out for a hearse, and when it came near
I saw the liscense plate said DEATH and it had bones in da' mirror

If anything, I could say that this hearse was rare
Then I thought, "Nyah, forget it. Yo Bones, let's get scared!"

I pulled up to my mansion round seven or eight
And I yelled to the Zombie, "Yo Bones, scare ya' later!"

I looked at my mansion, and I let out a scream
Gonna' sit on my electric chair, the King of Halloween!