Halloween Night - The Jokerr

It’s Halloween night and no one’s gonna find you

Halloween night, we’re creeping right behind you

You can try to run, you can try to hide

But Halloween night, it’s pointless cause we’re everywhere

We’re everywhere, we’re everywhere

Yo, look look look

It’s Halloween night, and I’m looking like a zombie

Arms out, mummy wrap-stretch dragging behind me

Some little kid stepped on it, it clothed-lined me

Spun me around, I fell down on my hiney

Boom!

Pelvic bones shattered into pieces

Back to my feet, skin cracking in the leaflets

Stinking like a non-refrigerated meat locker when the heat hits

Mixed with nursing home sheet shits

Feet just crackling, shin bones fragmented

Eye balls hanging out, optic nerves dragging them

All I wanna do is find some little punk bastard and

Grab him by his rib cage and squeeze it 'til I crack it in

My curse happened when I got a little naughty

Hit the ancient Egyptian wizard’s mistress and he caught me

Now I’m trying to rest in peace but he just won’t let me

Instead I’m roaming the streets harvesting souls every Halloween

It’s Halloween night and no one’s gonna find you

Halloween night, we’re creeping right behind you

You can try to run, you can try to hide

But Halloween night, it’s pointless cause we’re everywhere

We’re everywhere, we’re everywhere

Look, look look

Now every single Halloween I know what the task at hand is

But every year it’s getting harder and harder to manage

See back in the day I could just run up and be like ah

They’d shit their pants and run screaming and then I’d grab 'em

But now those old tactics don’t seem to be as functional

And I’m on a schedule, be damned if I ain’t punctual

I gotta try something new, here this skunk should do

I spray 'em and track 'em down with the scent of its funky spew

Get over here (hiss, screams) ah, it bit me

Ass blasted my face and ran into a bush quickly

Wait, that wasn’t a skunk (shit!)

It was a damn raccoon dressed like a skunk for a Halloween function

Now I’m getting flustered, time to make a plan B

I got it!

I’ll hang myself up from a damn tree

They’ll think I’m a decoration and when they come exam me

I’ll cut myself down and spring it on 'em like Bambi

It’s Halloween night and no one’s gonna find you

Wait, hold up, hold up.

Did you just say, «spring it on 'em like Bambi?»

(Yeah yeah, I… because like remember in Bambi…)

Bro?

(Not the verb to spring, but like the actual season?)

No I get it, I get it

(I kind of did like a double entendre there)

Do you realize how elaborate of an inference that is, to process?

(No, remember when all the animals were twitterpated, it was spring, get it?)

Oh my god.

Dude, why you making a Bambi reference in a Halloween track anyway?

(I don’t know man, I personally thought it went kinda hard)

No situation exists in which that line can be considered hard

(Ah, I thought it was dope)

I hate you

It’s Halloween night and no one’s gonna find you

Halloween night, we’re creeping right behind you

You can try to run, you can try to hide

But Halloween night, it’s pointless cause we’re everywhere

We’re everywhere, we’re everywhere

Look, look

Its Halloween night, and I’m chasing after children

Ran up on a sixth grader dressed up like a Pilgrim

Jumped out like (Gggrrr) he grabbed his brass hot bill clip

And punched me in the teeth while his homies sat there and filmed it,

like (WorldStar…)

He uppercut me with his bag of candy

My head went flying through the air like a banshee

I’m watching my body trip over shit like a panzy

My head’s rolling down the street cussing like Chef Ramsey

I finally got my head on straight, I’m on the hunt again

Here come a Girl Scout troop, I jumped out in front of 'em

One of 'em ducked and stuck out a leg when I went to lunge at 'em

I tripped, looked up they all were holding clubs and started pummeling

Finally got up and then some other little cocky kid

Kicked my crotch and squished my balls like a couple rotten figs

I slumped in pain, he double front-kicked my esophagus

Onto a car, and Randy Orton RKO’d me off of it

When I regained consciousness, all I saw was a wall of 'em

Some girl dressed up like a witch, hit me with a cauldron

I went flying backwards like fifty feet to my astonishment

That shit was real iron, how’d she have the strength toss the shit

I turned around and saw all of their eyes glowing

Heard a wolf howl and felt a sudden gust of wind blowing

Now I’m surrounded by 'em, they’re closing in, I’m already scared

They’re coming out the trees and the bushes, oh god, they’re everywhere

It’s Halloween night and no one’s gonna find you

Halloween night, we’re creeping right behind you

You can try to run, you can try to hide

But Halloween night, it’s pointless cause we’re everywhere

We’re everywhere, we’re everywhere

Aight dude, hold up, hold up

(What?)

Can we talk about this… Randy Orton, really?

(What it’s funny, I said Randy Orton)

You, you don’t even like wrestling

(Well it was a hilarious illustration)

Yea yea, but again, Halloween track

(Come on)

Horror stuff, scary things

(Come on)

First you’re talking about Bambi

(So?)

And now you’re talking about professional wrestling

(It was funny)

Which you don’t even care about

(Hey that… that's not true, I like professional wrestling

I mean when I was a little kid I used to really be into N.W.A.)

Oh my god

(And, the, uh, the massive man, uh, uh, Randy Sausage or whatever)

Bro, this is how much you know about wrestling, that kid wasn’t even dressed up

like Randy Orton

(Really?)

No he wasn’t.

And that’s another reason why you’re stupid for using that line

(Well who was he dressed up like then?)

You know

(No I don’t know)

Dude, just think about it

(Well Randy Orton was who I thought it was so if you’re telling me it’s not him

then I don’t know)

Bro, you really don’t know?

(No, I don’t, stop playing this game just tell me who it was)

Dude, you’re unbelievable, alright, I’ll tell you who it was

(Thank you)

The wrestler from earlier in the song wasn’t actually Randy Orton

It was

JOHN CENA!