We measure things by what we are To the maggots in the cheese, the cheese is the universe To the worms in the corpse, the corpse is the cosmos How, then, can we be so cocksure about our [Incomprehensible]? Just because of our telescopes and microscopes And the splitting of the atom, certainly not Science is but an organized system of ignorance There are more things in Heaven and on EarthThan are dreamt of in any philosophy What do we know about the beyond? Do we know what's behind the beyond? I'm afraid some of us hardly know what's beyond the behind Fuck dammit, another HalloweenPeople on Military know what this means Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars Went to trick or treat the first house on my block Spit in my face and gave me a rock I tried to give it back and said I'll take nothin' instead Turned around and walked away and felt the rock peg me in the head Walked to the next house directly next door And there I found an old lady dead on the floor I said, "Excuse me miss, but do you have a treat?" She lifted her leg and scraped flakes off her dead feet I ran to the next house happy and gitty There I seen a fat woman holdin' up her titty I said "Trick or treat" she said "Treat or trick" And squeezed on her titty until it fuckin' made me sick The next house was set back in the woods I was a little frightened but fuck I want the goods I knocked on the door, I heard a knock back And then I heard "Come in" and yo I'm like, fuck that! This house belongs to Mrs.Cherryspoon She said "Drop your drawers and your treat is commin' soon" I quickly grew a stiffy but kept my eye's shut A hand came out the mail chute and flicked me in the nuts I wobbled to the next house ready for the worst And chillin' in the drive was a long black hearse I rung the door-bell and said "Is anybody home?""Of course little boy have a sugar coated kidney stone" I walked in the field and to the next crib It's friendly Mrs. Witherbee in her cookin' bib I said "How bout some candy?" She said "How bout instead, a nice hotFresh home made loaf of yeast infection bread" My bag became heavy so I rest on the curb And ridin' on his bike, here comes little Larry Shurd I snuk up behind him and kicked 'em off his seat I punched 'em in the neck and power bombed 'em in the street Now my sack of candy has doubled in size Up to the next house for my scary prize I'm like, "Trick or Treat, Trick, Treat, Tricky, Dick" He opened up his door slapped my lips and didn't give me shit Rock through his window and ran across the street To the big mansion, I'm in for a treat I dinged on the dong and here comes the butler A big guppy, tall ass lurch lookin' motherfucker I said "Hello Mr. is there somethin' for my sack?" He reached into his pocket but I think he hurt his back It's taken him an hour, my bag is open ready But then he finally dropped it in my sack, a fuckin' penny The next house is abandoned so forget it But wait a minute I think somebody's livin' in it I ran up to the porch, "Trick or Treat you can't hide" It was a crack-head he crawled in my bag and died The next house was mine, the last on the block My mother's sittin' on the porch shinnin' up her glock I climbed on the roof with my brother Jump Steady and we yelled"Happy Halloween and Clown Love to the whole city" Fuck dammit, another HalloweenPeople on Military know what this means Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars Fuck dammit, another HalloweenPeople on Military know what this means Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars Creatures on the streets and razor blades in candy bars Fuck dammit, another HalloweenPeople on Military know what this means Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars Creatures on the streets and razor blades in candy bars Fuck dammit, another HalloweenPeople on Military know what this means Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars Creatures on the streets and razor blades in candy bars