Well, the junkie of Mott Street slips inside

Wrangling a serpent that refuses to die

That's a lot of venom, he winks with pride

This ain't hell, it's a picnic

Well, come on down to the freak arcade

Where some are grown, and most are made

We crush up all the weird ones into lemonade

Grab the ice handle and pick it

Get onboard the ghost train

Get onboard the ghost train

Now fashion magazines told Sherlock Holmes

Hey, leave a little meat on those chicken bones

And can you really daydream without Davy Jones?

Who is this Auntie Griselda?

Well, John the Dillinger said with a smile

I had a dream last night about a Gomer Pyle

Dressed in tinsel, riding a crocodile

Does this make me crazy?

Get onboard the ghost train

Get onboard the ghost train

Well, even Hercules freed himself with a ruse

The dragon captain displayed a Kung Fu bruise

And hide all the children and spread the news

Velvet Jesus is a poster?

Well, everybody testify and get your hands up in the air

Get onboard the ghost train

Get onboard the ghost train

Well, everybody testify and get your hands up in the air

Get onboard the ghost train

Get onboard the ghost train