Haunted House of Rock

Do the fit! I'm gonna... Do the fit! Okay! Moving eyes on pictures I've got cobwebs in my hair Now the floorboards are creaking I'm confused by moving stairs

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa? Cheeky, stack is bad. You can't kill the hell nothing on me. Like my two balls hit, some night magical tea. But they're gossiping me and I keep my ear to the ground.

Got a howl like a whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa? And do the Halloween bounce. Oh, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa? Oh, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Keep your dreams Come down there, I'm a cup of tea and a big spoon There's a witch on that run state With a flippy fluffy bag Of the ghosties keep our booming As they do their minds and match And it's a big deal I have nothing in my toothpick, some of my magickotty

If there's gossip in the air, I give my ear to the ground Got somehow like a wall, and do the Halloween Bounce Do the Halloween Bounce Let's do that, honey, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh