Trick or treat

Oo my sweet dreams, my hope for tomorrow,
Make me do things hoping for morrow,
Show me the bait for by showing me my morrow,
The trick or treat my bait for tomorrow!!!

It is this that keeps us going and doing,
The light in the eyes that keeps it glowing,
That which makes each day worth living,
That which tricks life worth its living.

The tot who sat by the butcher dreamed killing,
The tot who sat by the alter dreamed preaching,
The tot who sat by the sea dreamed fishing,
The tot who sat by the field dreamed playing.

Oo my sweet dreams, my hope for tomorrow,
Make me do things hoping for morrow,
Show me the bait for by showing me my morrow,
The trick or treat my bait for tomorrow!!!

I know not where they come from and go to
I know that it make us come from and go to
The beauty of the beast in its killing,
The more you taste it the more you want it.

Oo my sweet dreams, my hope for tomorrow,
Make me do things hoping for morrow,
Show me the bait for by showing me my morrow,
The trick or treat my bait for tomorrow!!!

So strong its clutches, so sweet its illusions,
So silent its weapons, so effective its poison,
All that was and all that is
And all that it ever is is just a trick or treat.

Oo my sweet dreams, my hope for morrow,
Make me do things hoping for morrow,
Show me the bait for by showing me my morrow,
The bait that would make me jump for my morrow!!!
Oo my sweet dreams, my hope for tomorrow,
Make me do things hoping for morrow,
Show me the bait for by showing me my morrow,
The trick or treat my bait for tomorrow!!!