Halloweird

In the alley

Running in rain puddles

From robots

Big silver box bots

Sent to gut me

Nevermind

Grab a pipe

They are made of card board

Beat the crap out of them

Squish rubber monsters inside

Inside the Halloween Express

Voodoo rites whispered to dark forces

The props come alive

The masks jump on peoples faces and transform them

Killing machines

Rip off mask, rip off face

Spell will be broken at suns first light

Pissed off clerk

Can’t make time with girl

Perfect boyfriend

Beaten by dude,

Promises vengeance

Conjures evil forces

Want to show girl his power

Make her his queen of contrived evil

She’s just looking for gas money

The place comes alive

The lawn ornaments, the paper skeletons

The costumes grab hosts

Police are taken over, wearing freaky masks

The masks fly off the shelves

The minions mission to bring the girl, gut the boy.

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