At the end of Fifth Avenue
In the morning about two
In the park, in the dark
As I walked through the shadows of the moon
A voice called to me and I looked up to see
A striking young woman
Was hanging from a branch of a tree
I stopped dead in my tracks
With her piercing eyes
I was trapped like a rat
Come here, little sweet thing
Forget all you know
Me and my friends want to welcome
You to the show
Then up from the ground came a howling sound
Skeletons came shouting
And screaming and jumping around
Spirits came up from the ground
They started dancing around
I was in serious trouble
When they did the skeleton shuffle
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
We all rattled and rolled like manics
All around Washington Square
Poking me with their fingers
All bony and bare
While the woman was swinging
From an old Elm tree
Oh no, her neck was broken
But her spirit was free
Was free
Was free
Was free
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
