Headless Horseman

Now, gather 'round while I elucidate
 On what goes on when it gets late
 'Long about midnight, the ghosts and banshees
 Get together for their jamboree
 There's ghosts with horns and saucer eyes
 Some have fangs about this size
 Some short and fat, some tall and thin
 And some don't even bother to wear their skin
 I'm a-tellin' you brother, it's a frightful sight
 Just to see what goes on in the night
 When the spooks have a midnight jamboree
 They break it up with a fiendish glee
 Ghosts are bad, but the one that's cursed
 Is the Headless Horseman, he's the worst
 When he goes a-joggin' 'cross the land
 Holdin' his noggin right in his hand
 Demons take one look and groan
 And hit the road for parts unknown
 And there's no wraith like a spook that's spurned
 They just don't like him, and he's really burned
 He swears to the longest day he's dead
 Well, I'll show them that he can get ahead
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 So close all the windows (lock all the doors)
 Unless you're careful, he'll get yours
 Don't think he'll hesitate a bit
 'Cause he'll flip your top if it'll fit
 He likes them little, he likes them big
 Part in the middle, or wear a wig
 Black or white or even red
 The Headless Horseman needs a head
 With a hip-hip-hip and a clippity-clop
 While he's out lookin' for a head to chop
 So don't stop to figure out a plan
 'Cause you can't reason with a headless man
 With a hip-hip-hop and a clippity-clop
 Look out! Ahh!
 We know what we're talking about, believe me
 You better watch your queues
 But take a look
 At the people who ignored the old good book
 Change your ways, you'll find it safe
 'Cause you can't be a haint
 If you ain't
 Kinda crazed, I guess you'd say
 Take our word, we know what we're talking about
 Now this is a... pretty spooky thing we're doing here
 You don't mind if I turn on another light
 Do you? Hmm?