Please, oh, please, though they're all deceased
I beg of you on bended knee
Please, oh, please, let them rest in peace
For once they start, they never cease

You see, here lies good, old Fred
A great big rock fell on his head
And a peaceful rest lies brother Claude
Planted here beneath this sod

There's the first lady of opera, Haunting Harriet
Searched for a tune but never could carry it

Poor cousin Maude who never awoke
The night her dreams went up in smoke

Please, oh, please, though they're all deceased
We must beware the spirits' release

Rest in peace, cousin Huet
We all know you didn't do it

Mary wrote mysteries with masterful quill
Not knowing the ink of words could kill

So, please, oh, please, let them rest in peace
Once they start, they never cease
And right before your very eyes

As the moon climbs high o'er the dead oak tree
Spooks arrive for the midnight spree
Creepy creeps with eerie eyes
Start to shriek and harmonize
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize

Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize (ha-ha)