Текст: Ryan Adams. Easy Tiger. Halloween Head.

Here comes that shit again, I got a Halloween head
Head full of tricks and treats it leads me through the nighttime streets
Black cats and falling trees, under ladders always walking
Salt shaker spills just throw it over your shoulder, babe

I got a bad idea again, I got a Halloween head
Halloween head

Head full of candy bags, costume shops and punks in drag
Head full of tricks and treats, places where junkies meet
And it leads me through the streets at night
That's alright, I just watch, I don't go inside

It's all the same old shit again, I got a Halloween head
I got a Halloween head, Lord, I got a Halloween head
Guitar solo

I got a Halloween head, Lord, I got a Halloween head
I got a Halloween head, oh Lord, I got a Halloween head

Here comes that shit again, I got a Halloween head
Head full of tricks and treats it leads me through the nighttime streets
Downtown, downtown, downtown

I got a Halloween head, I got a Halloween head
Lord, I got a Halloween head
What the fuck's wrong with me God? I'm a Halloween head