Lyrics Alice's Last Halloween -

Alice's Last Halloween

She looked like an older version of Bette Davis or Liz Taylor
Yeah, she could have been a movie star
But in this town no one gets too far
It was 1982, I was probably seven then
We lived in a little town called Monongahela
It was Alice’s last Halloween
I saw the knife and I heard her scream
The neighborhood was an angry mob
A museum of the macabre
Alice’s last Halloween
A wicked witch with an evil scheme
Now the children of the Mon Valley
Are haunted by the ghost of Mrs. Crowley
A cold night in late October, carving pumpkins on All Hallows Eve
I was dressed as Bozo the Clown
Trick or treating as the sun went down
She was passing out home baked goods to the children of the neighborhood
It was a night that I’ll always remember
Alice’s last Halloween
I saw the knife and I heard her scream
The neighborhood was an angry mob
A museum of the macabre
Alice’s last Halloween
A wicked witch with an evil scheme
Now the children of the Mon Valley
Are haunted by the ghost of Mrs. Crowley
Found a needle in my candy apple, broken glass in my Hershey’s bar
My sister Helen found a razor blade in the cookies that Alice made
The word spread like wild fire, urban legend turned living hell
What exactly happened that night, Alice never lived to tell
Alice’s last Halloween
I saw the knife and I heard her scream
The neighborhood was an angry mob
A museum of the macabre
Alice’s last Halloween
A wicked witch with an evil scheme
Now the children of the Mon Valley
Are haunted by the ghost of Mrs. Crowley
Alice’s last Halloween
Ghosts and goblins kill the queen
Alice’s last Halloween
Alice’s last Halloween