Mr. Beistle - Acid Witch

He he he he ah ah ha ha

Mr. Beistle

He he he he ah ah ha ha

Mr. Beistle

He saw in black and orange

And heard witches at his door

Black cats tore at his brain

M. L. Beistle was his name

His paper factory it grew

Most have never seen him

«Well, very few!»

The old man stirs an inky brew

And from the chimney black smoke spews

He he he he ah ah ha ha

Mr. Beistle

He he he he ah ah ha ha

Was he evil?

1919 was the year

He unleashed his wave of fear

Ghouls and ghosts to make you scream

Were all part of Beistle’s dream

Occultic signs in decoration

Spinning webs in childhood’s imagination

And shapes the concepts we now see

In our modern Halloween

He he he he ah ah ha ha

Mr. Beistle

He he he he ah ah ha ha

Was he evil?

12 o’clock on Halloween

Many strange things can be seen

If you feel a chill down your spine

The ghost of Beistle’s right behind

12 o’clock on Halloween

Many strange things can be seen

If you feel a chill down your spine

The ghost of Beistle’s right behind

12 o’clock on Halloween

Many strange things can be seen

If you feel a chill down your spine

The ghost of Beistle’s right behind

He he he he ah ah ha ha

Mr. Beistle

He he he he ah ah ha ha

Was he evil?

He he he he ah ah ha ha

Mr. Beistle

He he he he ah ah ha ha

Was he evil?