(Verse 1)The sign goes up in August where the old K-Mart died,A giant inflatable reaper standing tall outside.The air smells like cheap plastic and dry-ice smoke,And a motion-sensor zombie tells a groaning joke.Neon orange banners on a window so wide,Saying empty space available, but come inside!(Chorus)Oh, it’s Spirit Halloween, shining in the dark,Filling up the shadows of the empty strip-mall park!Here for six short weeks, then you fade away,Till the skeletons are packed until another day.Yeah, we live for the thrill when the banners rise,With a ten-foot ghoul staring with glowing eyes!(Verse 2)Aisle one is the vampires, aisle two is the gore,Fog machines rumbling on the scuffed tile floor.You need a pirate hook or a witch's green face?It’s the only retail magic in a dying place.Try on the wig that’s been brushed a-thousand times,Under fluorescent lights and spooky nursery chimes.(Chorus)Oh, it’s Spirit Halloween, shining in the dark,Filling up the shadows of the empty strip-mall park!Here for six short weeks, then you fade away,Till the skeletons are packed until another day.Yeah, we live for the thrill when the banners rise,With a ten-foot ghoul staring with glowing eyes!(Bridge)When November comes around and the leaves fall down,They will lock the doors and they leave the town.Like a ghost in the wind, like a phantom dream,Leaving just a memory of a plastic scream!(Outro)See you next year... in the old Circuit City.Fade out on a theremin solo.Spooky laughter.
