Screams and moans and bats and bones

Teenage monsters in haunted homes

The ghosts on the stair

The vampires bite

Better beware, there's a full moon tonight

Cannibal spiders creep and crawl

Boys and ghouls having a ball

Frankenstein, Dracula and even the Mummy

Are sure to end up in someone's tummy*

Take a fresh rodent, some toadstools and weeds

And an old owl and the young one she breeds

Mix in seven legs of an eight-legged beast

Then you are all set for a cannibal feast.

Sit around the fire with the cup of brew

A fiend and a werewolf on each side of you

This cannibal orgy is strange to behold

And the maddest story ever told.

*Original: Are sure to end up in somebody's tummy