OFF: One! chorus line of people,

Dancing till they make us stop,

Willie: Too!

Everyone: Many dancing people,

Covered with blood, gore and glop.



Just one sniff of that fog

And you're inside out,

It's worse than that flesh-eating virus

You've read about.



Vital organs, they are what we're dressed in.

The family dog is eyeing Bart's intestine.

Hap-py Hal-lo-we'en!