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'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the castle
My monsters were having a yuletide hassle
The tree was all trimmed in ghoulish things
Like werewolf fangs and vampire wings
It was the monster's holiday
They were up to no good
It was the monster's holiday
Didn't act like good monsters should
It was the monster's holiday
They found themselves new prey
It was the monster's holiday
They planned to rob Santa's sleigh
They were making a list and checking it twice
Frankenstein wanted a shiny new trike
A new chain for Lamu, a brace for Igor's back
A speed shaver for Wolfman, a new cape for Drac
It was the monster's holiday
They were up to no good
It was the monster's holiday
Didn't act like good monsters should
It was the monster's holiday
They found themselves new prey
It was the monster's holiday
They planned to rob Santa's sleigh
The mummy was to signal from the castle roof
At the very first sound of ring-a-woo
As Santa slid down the chimney wall
The zombies were to make off with sleigh and all
From beyond the moat there arose such a clatter
I jumped to the window to see what was the matter
Like a bolt of lightning, it happened so quick
And there in our midst stood old Saint Nick
He began to dig down deep in his sack
He came up with a traction for Igor's back
Drac got his cape, Frankie's trike made him behave
Even Wolfman was happy, now he can shave
It was the monster's holiday
And all ended well
It was the monster's holiday
And Santa was really swell
It was the monster's holiday
No need to rob Santa's sack
It was the monster's holiday
And maybe next year he'll come back
So the children everywhere were spared the grief
Of losing their presents to a monster sleigh thief
Now the monsters love Santa and say they'll behave
And never again rob sleighs or graves
It was the monster's holiday
Igor, what do you think of Santa now?
It was the monster's holiday
Santa good!
It was the monster's holiday
What did Santa say as he drove out of sight?
Ho ho ho ho, Merry Christmas to all
And to all a good night!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh
Oh, dashing through the snow
Where is that reindeer with the red nose?
On donner, on blitzen, on dancer and vixen



Авторы: Charles Underwood


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