The Devil, himself, gave me "New Hands" as an early Halloween gift and he wants me to open a rift with evilish licks and riffs before his son's birth, on the 31st, this year on October's black and orange curse. Releasing skeletons, bats, and ghouls. Black cats, children in masks with pillow case sacks, packed with candy, so many hours after school. As I watch Pumpkin Jack's face light up with a disgrace asking the zombie puking brains "How's the neighbor kid taste? I'll dance with banshee, she put me in a trance, like I was locked up in Dracula's glance. These costumes are authentic, enchanted by souls from parents to eager to open their doors, they bought all their candy so well in advance. With these "New Hands" that the Devils enhanced these kids and their parents will never know what hit them and that the never stood a chance. -commence slaughter- All the while you run around trying to have some fun but it won't fool the Devil, myself, or his son. His army of fright; mummies and ghouls and ghost and demons. On this Hallow's Eve night candy won't be the only FEAST that we have for the evening.

Well, hello there, little boy! Don't be shy! Step right up! I'm a reasonable guy! Don't be frightened by the look in my eye; I'm just your average evil meteor from outta the sky. Well, I'm just shy and scared in this place, I'm just a fish outta water from outer space. You can see that the trip has left me tired and drained, So why don't you be a pal... and bring me some BRAINS!? Go down to your neighbor's place. See the dull expression on his face? You'd be doing him a favor if you brought him to me: He ain't using his brain, he's just watching TV! Go down to Mr. McGee's: He hasn't had a thought since '43. His brain is the portrait of atrophy. He ain't using it, why not give it to me? Brains, brains, I won't lie! I'll eat their brains 'til they're zombified. Sure they might think it's deranged, But they won't give it a thought after I've eaten their brains. Brains, brains, it's okay! It's not a matter if it isn't gray. And if at first they thinks it's strange, they won't think twice if they don't have a brain! Go down to the Won-Ton Shop, My fortune cookie says that I just can't stop I'll suck the noodle right out of their heads And half an hours later, I'm hungry again! Creep into the donut stop, Sneak in, tip-toe past the cop. Pick me up a cruller and a cupful of tea, And any other sweetbreads you happen to see. Brains, brains, I won't lie! I'll eat their brains 'til they're zombified. Sure they might think it's deranged, But they won't give it a thought after I've eaten their brains. Brains, brains, it's okay! It's not a matter if it isn't gray. And if at first they thinks it's strange, they won't think twice if they don't have a brain! Brains, brains, I love 'em, I need 'em... My tummy jumps for joy when I eat 'em. Big ones, fat ones, short ones, tall ones, They're so delectable, especially the small ones. No time to cook 'em in a skillet. My belly's rumblin', I got a need to fill it. I don't fry 'em, the heat will only shrink 'em, I'll just grab myself a straw and I drink 'em!!! (ohhhhhhh...) You've been swell to go around And bring me every single brain in town But with all these brains, I can't help but think That there isn't one left out there to drink. Now fess up, boy, come on, heck! Is there someone that you're trying to protect? Bring her down here to meet her end And I promise I'll be your bestest friend. Brains, brains, I won't lie, I'll eat her brains 'til she's zombified. Sure she might think it's deranged But she won't give it a thought After I've eaten her brain. BRAINS, BRAINS, It's okay. It's not a matter if it isn't gray, And if at first she thinks it's strange, she won't think twice If she don't have a brain! Brains..... Bring me her brain..... Bring me her brain! Bring me her brain!