I want you to go out of the house and down the street to the McKenzie's house and I want you to tell them to call the police and send them over here, alright? Why won't he die? Go! Sam Hane What's going on out here? Call the police! Tell the sheriff I shot him! Who? Gentlemen, he's still on the loose! Is this some kind of joke? He's been trick-or-treated to death! You don't know what death is! Michael Myers is back again, bringing all the trouble, bringing all the pain Got no conscience, got no rhyme, he's got no reason and he hates mankind Halloween night, 74, lock all the windows, who's at the door? Hide the knives out there you eat, because Michael Myers is coming trick-or-treat Doctors locked him up 50 years ago, he don't remember, he doesn't know He knows he hates us all the time because Michael Myers has lost his mind Michael Myers is back again, bringing all the trouble, bringing all the pain Got no conscience, got no rhyme, he's got no reason and he hates mankind He's got friends deep in his head, you won't kill him because he's already dead He's got the strength of darkness now, the strength of 20 anyhow He's got girlies in his mind, he's got a vengeance and a rage that's blind Six bullets buried in his chest, we won't stop him if that's our best bet Michael Myers is back again, bringing all the trouble, bringing all the pain Got no conscience, got no rhyme, he's got no reason and he hates mankind He's got friends deep in his head, you won't kill him because he's already dead Michael Myers Michael Myers He's not human Michael Myers He's not human Michael Myers He's got a picture knife, he goes to work When he gets started he won't shirk You won't laugh and he won't cry On his anniversary you could die He's waited his chance and now it's hard You won't see him move about He's out for blood, he's got a thirst Goodbye and a happy 31st Michael Myers, he's back again Bringing all the trouble, bringing all the pain He's got no conscience, he's got no rhyme He's got no reason and he hates mankind Michael Myers, he's back again Bringing all the trouble, bringing all the pain He's got no conscience, he's got no rhyme He's got no reason and he hates mankind As a matter of fact, it was