The Headless Horseman

The Headless Horseman - Geoff Castellucci

Lyrics by：Oliver Wallace

Composed by：Oliver Wallace

Now gather round while I elucidate

On what happens outside when it gets late

Along about midnight the ghosts and banshees

Get together for their nightly jamborees

There's ghosts with horns and saucer-eyes

And some with fangs about this size

Some short and fat some tall and thin

And some don't even bother to wear their skin

When I'm telling you brother

It's a frightful sight

To see what goes on in the night

When the ghosts have a midnight jamboree

They break it up with a fiendish glee

Spooks are bad but the one that's cursed

Is the headless horseman he's the worst

When he goes a-joggin' across the land

Holdin' his noggin in his hand

The demons take one look and groan

And hit the road for parts unknown

There's no wraith like a spook that's spurned

They don't like him and he's really burned

Swear through the longest day he's dead

Yeah he'll show them that he can get ahead

The headless horseman needs a head

The headless horseman needs a head

So close all the windows lock the doors

Unless you're careful he'll get yours

But don't think he'll hesitate a bit

'Cause he'll tip your top if it'll fit

And he likes 'em little likes 'em big

Part in the middle or a wig

Black or white or even red

The headless horseman needs a head

The headless horseman needs a head

The headless horseman needs a head

It's after midnight so listen good

Better stay at home like you should

'Cause right outside and waiting there

Is the headless horseman

Beware

With a hip-hip and a clipper clop

He's out lookin' for a head to chop

So don't stop to figure out a plan

You cannot reason with a headless man