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The sun creeps 'round the pledge of the Earth
Fallwind shroud that loses to night
of the demon shrieking venomous verse
Damning your soul is a falling delight
The hounds of Hell are howling your name
For they've got a bone to pick with you
Which is proof of spells with prolific intent
While sizing you up for a human stew
Spook-O-Rama! Spook-O-Rama!
(Spook-O-Rama-Lama-Lama-Lama-Ding-Dong)
Spook-O-Rama! Spook-O-Rama!
(Spook-O-Rama-Lama-Lama-Lama-Ding-Dong)
We'll reserve the spot at the top of the heat
With the patience of Job we've been waiting for you
Now two by two marching down to Hell
A fiery ark for the human zoo
You'll never guess what pleasures await
As you pass your days in the lake of fire
You will be said that you want to be
Someone nice and hot when you retire
Spook-O-Rama! Spook-O-Rama!
(Spook-O-Rama-Lama-Lama-Lama-Ding-Dong)
Spook-O-Rama! Spook-O-Rama!
(Spook-O-Rama-Lama-Lama-Lama-Ding-Dong)
The clock strikes twelve as the spirits awake
Plague's unleashed by the Lord of Flies
Blade of the reaper draining out your blood
Eternity has finally cut you down to size
Some quality time with the unholy helps
A chance to reflect on your baleful crimes
Pray to the Heavens you're the easygoing souls
The tortures that await you are quite sublime
Spook-O-Rama! Spook-O-Rama!
(Spook-O-Rama-Lama-Lama-Lama-Ding-Dong)
Spook-O-Rama! Spook-O-Rama!
(Spook-O-Rama-Lama-Lama-Lama-Ding-Dong)
Spook-O-Rama! Spook-O-Rama!
(Spook-O-Rama-Lama-Lama-Lama-Ding-Dong)