How in the world am I going to celebrate?
All of these families have lost their spirit
Like a neighborhood graveyard this place is dead
Leaving us kids empty and down in the dumps
Oh, if it only it could be like the past years
When everybody was happy and alive this time of the year
Every house on this block has a sign on its door
Each one saying, "Sorry, there's no candy here!"
Next year I don't think I'm going to celebrate Halloween
So many of us are all dressed up, sadly for nothing
Upset and let down is how we feel deep inside
Cruising through these dark neighborhoods
Kicking all of the debris left along the sidewalks
Sick and tired from walking for two hours
Telling myself, maybe this block will be better
Hoping to find some light at the end of this tunnel
I pick my head up and quickly cross the street
Still in good spirits I keep an eye out for scary decorations
Yet, all I see is another row of darkness
Every house on this block is just like the last
Another hour gone by and my bag is still empty
Retreating back to my house, as a tear falls from my eye
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