Spooky Sauce

All Among the Goblins
Be Merry My Friends Be Merry
Duende
Dusk ‘Till Dawn ‘Till Dusk Again
Grandpa Gogu’s Advice
I Saw Mother Kissing Krampus
Justice
Opre Strigoi
P.S.A.
Proverbs of the Dead
Romale
Sage Madness
Vild Rover
We Are the Walking Dead

All Among the Goblins

Music and Lyrics by Mat Greaves

Now has come October
And Halloween’s begun
The ghosts and ghouls and goblins
Are frightening everyone

The pumpkins bright and orange
They glow with ﬁery grins
And the necromancing goblin
Summons magic from within

(Chorus)
All among the goblins
Corpses will arise
For the necromancing goblin
Who grins with glowing eyes

The troll is like a boulder
He’s stony as can be
The ghost is like a gust of wind
Dancing wistfully

The witches ﬂy above us
And cackle wickedly
And the necromancing goblin
Is singing hauntingly

Chorus

The ghouls are like a wheat field
They lurch and lean and sway
The vampire is a man leach
Who fears the light of day
The bats are just like angels
Who’ve no need for the sun
And the necromancing goblin
Knows every single one

Chorus (x2)

Now has come October
And Halloween’s at hand
The fairies flee in terror
They just don’t understand
The gypsy band starts playing
And music fills the air
And the necromancing goblin
Delivers all the scares

Chorus (x2)

Be Merry My Friends Be Merry

Lyrics by Mat Greaves

Did you ever think as the hearse goes by,
That you would be the next to die,
They wrap you up in a big white sheet,
From your head down to your feet.
They put you in a big black box,
And cover you up with dirt and rocks,
All goes well for about a week,
Then your cofﬁn begins to leak!

The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out,
The worms play pinochle on your snout,
Them eat your eyes, them eat your nose,
Them eat the jelly betwixt your toes.

A big green worm with rolling eyes
Drinks a toast to your demise
Your stomach turns a slimy green,
And pus pours out like whipping cream.
You’ll spread it on a slice of bread,
That’s what you’ll eat when you’re dead.
Guts and innards turn to slime,
The worms all sing it’s crawling time!

The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out,
The worms play pinochle on your snout,
Them eat your eyes, them eat your nose,
Them eat the jelly betwixt your toes.

Be merry my friends
Be merry my friends
Be merry my friends
Be merry my friends, be merry!

Your eyes fall in,
Your hair falls out,
Your brains all tum to sauerkraut,
Guts and innards liquefy,
This is what it is to die!

The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out,
The worms play pinochle on your snout,
Them eat your eyes, them eat your nose,
Them eat the jelly betwixt your toes.

The Gypsy sings a haunting song
And hopes that you might sing along
Wine of ages ﬁlls your cup
Here we come to dig you up!

The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out,
The worms play pinochle on your snout,
Them eat your eyes, them eat your nose,
Them eat the jelly betwixt your toes. (X3)

Be merry my friends
Be merry my friends
Be merry my friends
Be merry my friends, be merry!

Duende

Instrumental

Duende!

Dusk ‘Till Dawn ‘Till Dusk Again

Music and Lyrics by Mat Greaves

We’ve walked all over God’s land
Sailed oceans far and wide
Camped in the hottest deserts
And on freezing mountain sides

We’ve been welcomed in some towns
And we’ve been thrown out of most
We’ve passed through some with stones thrown at us
And we passed through some like ghosts

Now we’re here for you
Our wonderful new found friends
And we want you to party with us…

From dusk ‘till dawn,‘ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk agaaaaaaaain, hey!
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again

From the mountains in Romania
To the deserts of Sahara
I have roamed…

From Moscow to Albania
To the heart of Lithuania
I have roamed…

From Budapest in Hungary
To India to Tripoli
l have roamed…
…to you
Our wonderful new found friends
So raise your glass and party with us…

From dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,‘ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,‘ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk agaaaaaaaain, hey!
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again

We’ve performed in palaces
Performed in caves
We’ve performed for nobles
We’ve performed for slaves
We’ve performed for angels and demons as well
We’ve performed in heaven, we’ve performed in hell

All our lives to the bitter end
To the afterlife and back again
We are Gallows Humor
Into madness we all descend
So raise your voice and sing with us

Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk agaaaaaaaain, hey!
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again

From dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,‘ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk again
Dusk ‘till dawn,’ till dusk agaaaaaaaain….

Grandpa Gogu’s Advice

Lyrics by Mat Greaves

I’ll tell you about my grandfather,
He was very wise
A bony man with long white hair,
and glowing yellow eyes
Priceless gems of wisdom flowing
from his twisted mind
My gypsy grandfather Gogu
He was one of a kind.

When I was little chavo
Grandpa Gogu came to me
He taught me about the spot betwixt
The stomach and the knees
Told me where to press and
made me practice every night
Until Grandma Gogu sat up and screamed
“Yes he’s got it right!”

Grandfather was smart
He was never mean
He taught me how to use my hands
and how to flick the bean
Now I’m a straight shooter
When it comes to lady cooter
Grandpa Gogu, I’ll always love you so!

When I was fifteen years of age
I could not find a date
There was not any pretty girls
To whom I could relate
Grandpa Gogu said there’s one
detail you have missed
He said, “Never underestimate
importance of the fist.”

Grandfather was smart,
He gave me good advice
Some girls they like it rough,
They don’t want you to play nice.
Make sure she is pleased,
Make double sure she’s not diseased
Grandpa Gogu, I’ll always love you so!

One day lovely damsel
Randomly got pissed at me
She blows up in my face I wondered
What could problem be
I ask Grandpa Gogu, “Hey
what advice you’ve got?”
He said “Shove that goblin tongue
inside her bloody honey pot.”

Oh! Grandfather was smart,
He gave me several talks
How to earn my bloody bat wings
deep inside her bloody box
When she’s oozing viscous slime,
Get on your knees it’s drinking time.
Grandpa Gogu, I’ll always love you so!

On Hallow’s Eve he said
Gogu let’s go find you a mate
He took me to a cemetery
Where we jumped the gate
Up the hill deep inside a
crypt we both did go.
In lantern light he smiled and
whispered corpses don’t say no.

Oh! Grandfather was smart
He knew just what to do
He introduced me to my
beautiful, beloved Blue!
Sure she might be dead,
but at least she’s great in bed!
Grandpa Gogu, I’ll always love you so!

Then there came the day
When Grandpa Gogu had to die.
He sat there in his rocking chair
I began to cry,
A hundred years of perfect health
What could make you sick?
He said he let the Belles of Bedlam’s
Granny suck his dick.

Oh, Grandfather was smart
He lived life with no regrets
Even when it came to
unprotected oral sex!

Grandfather was smart,
He loved to have good fun.
Especially when it came to
Vintage Granny Irish gums

Grandfather was smart
He never let me down
He’s the reason I became
A creepy gypsy clown

Grandfather was smart
He never was a fool
Now he dances at our shows
As creepy zombie ghoul

You were my bestest friend
From dusk till dawn till dusk again
Grandpa Gogu, I will always love you so!
Oh Grandpa Gogu, I will always love you so!

I Saw Mother Kissing Krampus

Words and Music by Mat Greaves

I saw Mother kissing Krampus
Late one cold December night
I saw Mother sucking on his tongue
His appearance gave me quite a fright

Head to toe in coarse black hair
Horns curved like a caribou
Red and yellow glowing eyes
Birch stick for hitting you

I saw Mother kissing Krampus
Who knew Mother was such a sleeze
I saw her tying back her hair
I saw her dropping to her knees

Krampusnacht
I’m scared frozen
Oooh Krampusnacht
Scheiße meine Hosen

I saw Mother blowing Krampus
As he beat her with birch stick
I hear her squeal and moan
I hear her gagging on his Fa-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la!

Krampusnacht
I’m scared frozen
Oooh Krampusnacht
Scheiße meine Hosen

I saw Mother riding Krampus
I walk out into the room
Krampus smiles at me
I knew this was my doom

I saw Mother boning Krampus
Mother stares right at me
And then she grips me by the throat
“Do you know who your father be?

Krampus… Sired you…
Sooo now I beat naughty children too.”

Oooh Krampusnacht
I’m scared frozen
Oooh Krampusnacht
Scheiße meine Hosen

Scheiße meine Hosen
Scheiße meine Hosen
Scheiße meine Hosen

I saw mother kissing Krampus…

Justice

Lyrics by Mat Greaves

In the town of Belfast there lived a beautiful young girl,
You would think that she was Queen of the Land,
Her eyes they shown like diamonds,
And her hair hung over her shoulders,
Tied up with a black velvet band.
Tied up with a cursed black velvet band.

She met with a handsome nobleman,
He slipped a strong drink in her hand,
What happened that night, no one else would say.
But she was beaten black and blue,
She was ravaged and ashamed,
But of course, the nobleman, no one blamed
And she cried,

JUSTICE! For the scoundrel,
JUSTICE! For that son of a bitch,
JUSTICE! He said does not suit the rich! (x2)

She limped home the next morning, hoping that all was the same,
Months passed, and she could not hide her shame.
When her townsfolk and family shunned her, and then forced her out of the land,
A mother with a burden unplanned.
All alone with her cursed black velvet band.
But still nobody blamed the noble man.
And she cried.

JUSTICE! For the scoundrel,
JUSTICE! For the son of a bitch,
JUSTICE! She said, passes over the rich!

Oh she cried…
JUSTICE! For the scoundrel,
JUSTICE! For the son of a bitch,
JUSTICE! She said, just a word to the rich!

Hey!

(bridge)

She met with a crazy Gypsy band
While wandering through the land,
We rolled up in our caravan,
We said we’ll take good care of you
Oh and your little chavo too,
But you’ll have to lose that cursed black velvet band.
And she said, “Let’s give it to the nobleman!”
And we sang…

JUSTICE! For the scoundrel,
JUSTICE! For that son of a bitch,
JUSTICE! For the poor and the rich! (x2)

So it was, back to Belfast, it was, back to the bar,
Where we met with the same nobleman
She snuck up oh so quietly, ever so gracefully,
She slipped him that cursed black velvet band
And whispered,

JUSTICE! For the scoundrel,
JUSTICE! For that son of a bitch,
JUSTICE! For the poor, and the rich! (x2)

That night we all made noble shoes,
That night we all ate noble stew,
And said goodbye to the nobleman. Good-bye-aye-aye-aye-aye
Now his noble shit remains, from a gallows tree they hang,
Tied with a cursed black velvet band.

And her eyes they flame like fire, you’d think she was queen of the damned,
And her hair tied up in a black leather band,
Her eyes they flame like fire, and she roams with our caravan,
And her hair, tied up in a black leather band.

And we sing…

JUSTICE! For the scoundrel,
JUSTICE! For that son of a bitch,
JUSTICE! For the poor, and the rich! (x4)

Opre Strigoi

by Marian Von Gogu

(Chorus)
Opre Roma, opre strigoi, opre shimulo
Opre Roma, opre strigoi, here we go! (2x)

Instrumental

Open up all the mausoleums, the crypts, and the sarcophagi
Dig up all the coffins, I promise they’ll bring you back after you die.

Instrumental

All you sinners and you saints, all you living and you dancing dead,
Remove all of your restraints, and let’s paint the town red

(Chorus)
Open up all the mausoleums, the crypts, and the sarcophagi
Dig up all the coffins, I promise they’ll bring you back after you die.
All you sinners and you saints, all you living and you dancing dead,
Remove all of your restraints, and let’s paint the town red!

Chorus
Bridge

There will be no long sleep for me, nothing so sacred
I make my home at the Gallows Tree, I am the most lively of the dead
(grooooooooooooove)

Opre Roma, opre strigoi, opre shimulo

When we die for the last time, it’s straight to the promised land we go
Where all the wagon wheels are made of solid gold, and the rivers run with red wine,
And Jesus Christo will open up the gates, and say, “It’s Drinking Time!”

Solos

Chorus
All you sinners and you saints, all you living and you dancing dead,
Remove all of your restraints, and let’s paint the town red! (2x)

P.S.A.

by Mat Greaves

You may have escaped La Llorona
And fled the clutches of Bathory
You may have given back the curse of Llamia
And chanted in the mirror Bloody Mary

There is one being so terrifying
None of the others can scare you like he can
He’s the Tall, emaciated, faceless ghoul
The one they call
Slender Man

Slender Man, Slender Man
The tall, emaciated Slender Man
Slender Man, Slender Man
He’s killing all the
Killing all the
Killing all the
Kids because he can

You might like spooky ravioli
Macabre mac ‘n cheese is tasty too
But my favorite creepy pasta
Requires no face or a business suit

He’s Slender Man, Slender Man
Waist size 26 for Slender Man
Slender Man, Slender Man
And he’s killing all the
Killing all the
Killing all the
Kids because he can

You may not fear the Rake
And you may have made it through NoEnd House
You may not fear Jeff the Killer
And you may have sat through Suicide Mouse

But when you’re wandering through creepy forest
Collect all 8 pages if you can
Then you might escape the tenticlation
Of Slender, Slender, Slender, Slender… Man

He’s Slender Man, Slender Man
Low carb diets keep him Slender Man
Slender Man, Slender Man
Slender Man, Slender Man
And he’s Killing all the
Killing all the
Killing all the
Kids because he can

Listen close now little chavaly
This is where the tale comes to an end
No matter what you think Slender Man has tell you
That’s no excuse to stab your friend

Slender Man, Slender Man
Exercising keeps him Slender Man
Slender Man, Slender Man
And he’s killing all the
Killing all the
Killing all the
Kids because he can

He’s Slender Man, Slender Man
The creepy pasta shit has hit the fan
Slender Man, Slender Man
And he’s killing all the
Killing all the
Killing all the
Kids because he can
Because he can

Proverbs of the Dead

Music and Lyrics by Mat Greaves

Coffins don’t need pillows l heard grandfather say
Because everything is comfortable when you have passed away
Worms they forgive shovels so long as they are fed
So listen little chavos these are proverbs of the dead

(Chorus)
Tick tock tick tock when your time is up
You’ll be fine as long as wine of ages fills your cup
And the nightmares that used to haunt you now are child’s play
So seize the witching hour just as you would seize the day!

Ghosts all need a place to haunt l heard grandfather say
Because existence can be so boring when you’ve passed away
Grab your loved ones ankles from underneath their beds
And then they’ll say good riddance! These are proverbs of the dead!

Chorus

Zombies all need flesh to nom I heard grandfather say
Because normal food just tastes disgusting when you’ve passed away
Make sure that you nom a soldier after he’s been wed
And then his wife is taken care of! Proverbs of the dead!

Chorus x2

Seize the witching hour just as you would seize the day!

Romale

by Mat Greaves

Traveling, traveling everywhere, never getting any rest
Caravan is always rolling this is what we love the best
Hoy yoy yoy yoy
Wheels spinning all the time
Hoy yoy yoy yoy
Constantly drinking red wine

My grandfather Gogu told us, everything he thought we should know
But when the road forks different ways, Grandfather which we do we go
Hoy yoy yoy yoy
Sunny road easy to see
Hoy yoy yoy yoy
But the misty path holds mystery