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lyrics
It's time to feel the fury of the night
It's time to feel the fear that's at your back
It's time to know that you're just you
And no one's here to rescue you
It's time to know that now you're time now has come
Ghosts, Ghouls, Goblins, and some guy named Gary Greg
Ghosts, Ghouls, Goblins, and some guy named Gary Greg
Are coming soon to take you in the night
Ghosts, Ghouls, Goblins, and some guy named Gary Greg
Will torture you until you die of fright (or torture) *
The ghost will lurk behind you and then take you by surprise
While the ghoul will just be ghoulish as the blood drips from his eyes
The goblin whispers in your ear I'll kill your lover too
And then Gary Greg will point and laugh at you, he's just some dude *
They'll bring you in a dark cold cave and summon all their powers
While Greg will do his worst and make you do keg stands for hours
The ghost will finally vanish and the ghoul will run away
For Greg will make you drink beer from 1,000 beer pong games *
Beer pong, beer pong
Ghosts, Ghouls, Goblins, and some guy named Gary Greg
Will tear off all your skin and watch you bleed
Ghosts, Ghouls, Goblins, and some guy named Gary Greg
Will do all this as Gary Greg smokes some weed *
The ghoul will take a rusty saw and cut off your right hand
While Greg from 10-3am will make you his wing man *
As you sleep the goblin licks you, just to get a taste
While Gary draws a penis on your face, with sharpy pen *
Sharpies, sharpies
The goblin makes you watch as he slowly kills a cat
then Gary Greg will turn around and make you pledge his frat *
The ghost will follow you around until scream and hollar
And Gary will make you wear a popped collar *
Polos, polos *
Ghosts, Ghouls, Goblins, and some guy named Gary Greg
Will steal you even when the night goes calm
Ghosts, Ghouls, Goblins, and some guy named Gary Greg
Will make mischief as Gary bangs your mom
So next time you are out at night remember not to blink
Or the ghost sneaks up on you as Gary roofies your drink
You lock your door behind you saying I'm glad I'm not dead
And Gary whispers in your ear, that is what she said *
Ghosts, Ghouls, Goblins, and some guy named Gary Greg
Are coming soon to take you in the night
Ghosts, Ghouls, Goblins, and some guy named Gary Greg
Will torture you until you die of fright (or torture)
Matt Griffo from Chicago is a musician and comedian, combining music with comedic lyrics. Griffo sings and plays piano and ukulele, backed up by cellist Leyla I. Royale. His performances are “both toe-tapping and rib-tickling” (Chicago Sun Times).