When Halloween approaches
Something inside triggers
The leaves turn vibrant and fall
The air has a crisp, clean taste
The inner child comes out
To enjoy all things spooky

No longer frightened of things that go bump in the night
Those things become welcomed
We begin to enjoy those scary flicks a little bit more
From zombies to slashers and everything in between
Costumes become such a priority
Making sure you have every detail right

The spirits start to sneak through
As the 31st approaches
Doors become weaker
And our world seems more attractive
Let them dance among us
Just one more time before it's time to go

Her look sends chills down my spine
Her kiss sends jolts from my lips to my toes
Her touch gives me goosebumps like a scary story
Her embrace warms me like nothing else
Everything about her is good for my soul

I got my converse on
My hair slicked back
My blue jeans cuffed
A brand new tat
I'm just a rockabilly boy

Conway Twitty playing in my head
Got me singing along to Maybe Baby
Feeling too **** good
Just right, on a Saturday night
I'm just a rockabilly boy

I wanna get my baby on the dancing floor
Then back to my bed for a little more
We can do monkey
We can do the twist
I'm just a rockabilly boy

Hello
It's my cry that echoes
No other words come to mind
At this point, it is all I can say
The city is a distopia
Filled with destruction and smelling of rot
Just passing through, there is nothing
Only the flesh devouring corpses
The physical evil that roams this place
A moan here
And a groan there
That is the twisted chorus I hear
The soundtrack to this infected world

I dream a reoccurring dream
One that luckily frequents
I walk into a little dive bar
It smells of smoke and whiskey
I sit a table with three gentlemen
They happen to be outlaws
These aren't ordinary outlaws
They are the men that set the bar

There is the Man in Black
Next to him is good ol Waylon
Next to Waylon is No Show Jones
These men have seen it all
I sit down and order a glass of bourbon
They treat me like an old friend

They share their stories
Imparting wisdom I could never imagine
From the pain, the woe and the happiness
I take a lot with me
They tell me not to go soft
Stay the course, be who you are
As I finish the bourbon, I shake each of their hands
Giving them my honest thanks
I am an outlaw
And I hope to fill their boots one day

I wake up in the morning
All tangled up in her
I still have not shaven
My ****** hair rubs against her soft face
She awakes, feeling lively
Together we share a kiss
She acts so silly
I cannot help but laugh  
Then we play a game
Under the covers we go
We pretend it's the ghost world
And it's an adventure
We share another kiss
And together we smile

Don't ever come here
My machete will cut you
Here are Crystal Lake