They called it scary hill They called it scary hill and we were all afraid They called it scary hill and away is where we stayed the sad misfortune of driving and dying on the road You go to scary hill You go to scary hill and join the other souls Who make their dough collecting maple leaves as tolls The maple sugar running through the streets like blood Every Halloween The adults would make a scene the things we didn't see that frightened me the most grapes like eyeballs witches making cat calls but down on scary hill There's some kind of ghost do you know me Yes I know you Will you follow me up the hill what goes on there who can say? listen to the rustling of the trees Let's go to scary hill Let's go to scary hill and build a wall of bricks line the floor with maple leaves and the roof is made of sticks what's the stuff they use to make sure bricks stay in their place? and a car goes by the hill's got scary eyes don't take the corner fast you'll end up in ...
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