How does an urban legend form?
Do you ever wonder that?
How it seeps into the mind of man
Where the starting point is at?
Well, take a trip with the witch, you see
On this dusky Hallows' Eve
Tales of poison candy
I believe I've found the start
Back in '74 in Texas
It begins with a man named Ronald Clark
O'Bryan, yes, that was his name
And he has one morbid claim to fame
Murdered his only son on Halloween
And tried to blame it on a man unseen
Out with the kids, they came to a house
Trick-or-treat, but the lights were out
And so the kids ran along ahead
Then through a crack in the door came a hand
Holding five sweet and sugary Pixy Stix
The giant ones, a full 21 inch
And Ron, like a caring, normal father
Gave them to the kids, no one's the wiser
He's the man who killed Halloween
The candy man with the toxic treats
A family man who was driven mad
Don't eat the sweets from an evil dad
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Now the night grows late, all the kids are in
The jack-o'-lanterns start to dim
Time to calculate the saccharine score
In heaping piles spilled on the floor
"Just one more treat before bedtime?"
Lil' Timmy starts to whine
So he cracks the stick to see what's inside
And downs the sugar laced with cyanide
Within the hour, Tim O'Bryan was dead
But who would ever suspect his dad?
He blamed it on a mysterious creep
From that darkened house somewhere down the street
But the creepy guy had a solid alibi
So ol' Ron was trapped within his lie
When it was just his poor son who died
The lone one who ate one of the five
He's the man who poisoned Halloween
The candy man with a deadly scheme
To collect insurance for the debts he had
You'll be dead by dawn, the evil dad
♪
He's the man who killed Halloween
The candy man with the toxic treats
A family man who was driven mad
Don't eat the sweets from an evil dad
He's the man who poisoned Halloween
He's the candy man with a deadly scheme
To collect insurance for the debts he had
You'll be dead by dawn, the evil dad