Texty: The Coffin Caddies. I Dream Of Jack-o-lanterns.

I dream of Jack-O-lanterns
Driving by these bat night skies
haunted by their lighted grins
I close my eyes, somethings reaching in

Jack! Jack! Jack!
Haunting Echoes, heart attacks
Wheels are turning, Wheels are turning
Never looking back
I dream of Jack-O-lanterns
Pumpkin Patches are forbidden fruit
Crooked smiles and unburned candles
Memories I left along that road