At 3 a.m. I looked out the window,
foreboding figures called me outside.
Their grumbling sounded distant and hollow,
eerie empty stares in dead eyes

Now who woke up the dead,
now who woke up the dead?

Evil's pouring down
on this haunted town.
There's no way around,
tonight all Hell abounds.

Haunted town!

In the morning I was reading the paper
and the obituaries seemed a bit strange.
I searched the old graveyard for an answer,
in the mossy headstones I found my name.

I walk among the dead,
I walk among the dead!

Evil's pouring down
on this haunted town.
There's no way around,
tonight all Hell abounds.

Haunted town!

I'm haunting!
God, I'm loving it,
oh you bet.

Evil's pouring down
on this haunted town.
There's no way around,
tonight all Hell abounds.

Haunted town!