Lyrics

Now gather round while I elucidate On what happens outside, when it gets late Along about midnight, the ghosts, and banshees Get together for their nightly jamborees There's ghosts with horns and saucer-eyes And some with fangs about this size Some short and fat, some tall and thin And some don't even bother to wear their skin When I'm telling you brother, it's a frightful sight To see what goes on in the night When the ghosts have a midnight jamboree They break it up with a fiendish glee Spooks are bad, but the one that's cursed Is the headless horseman, he's the worst When he goes a-joggin' across the land Holdin' his noggin in his hand The demons take one look and groan And hit the road for parts unknown There's no wraith like a spook that's spurned They don't like him and he's really burned Swear through the longest day he's dead Yeah, he'll show them that he can, get ahead The headless horseman needs a head The headless horseman needs a head So close all the windows, lock the doors Unless you're careful, he'll get yours But don't think he'll hesitate a bit 'Cause he'll tip your top if it'll fit And he likes 'em little, likes 'em big Part in the middle, or a wig Black or white or even red The headless horseman needs a head The headless horseman needs a head The headless horseman needs a head It's after midnight, so listen good Better stay at home like you should 'Cause right outside and waiting there Is the headless horseman Beware! With a hip-hip and a clipper clop He's out lookin' for a head to chop So don't stop to figure out a plan You cannot reason with a headless man
Writer(s): Oliver Wallace Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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