And To All A Good Fright

Three years ago I wrote a song

Where a bunch of scary monsters

Left their games and got along

To celebrate their Christmas day with me

Well, what do you know?(What do you know)

We're three years on(We're three years on)

And since September, well

The comment section's begged me to go on

To create a song to inflate the trilogy(But don't you see?)

Well, I thought last year I was abundantly clear

When I said in the song that I was out of ideas

I'm done with the fearfully festive

No, never again

Now, you may say that I'm pretty despicable

But I made the first one just to be clickable

Now I'm sick of all the Christmas repetition

And I'm bucking the trend

Well, there'll be no more harrowing carolling there'll be no villains a-trimming the tree

And I'm flat out of animatronics that I wanna see while I'm having turkey

I just want the jingle of bells without all the hideous villains as well

This season I'm seizing my freedom to do something else

And while Boris and Bendy are probably trendy I'm not gonna send them a gift

I'm Saint Nixing the cryptids and kicking those miserable children right off of the list

I just want a Christmas for once without all the monsters tagging along

If you wanted horror,I'm sorry, you've got the wrong song

Hang on...

No, no, hang on, that's a minor chord!

No, no, we're not doing it!

This is a normal, happy Christmas song

I'm not doing it

Please!

Oh, God...

We hear sounds of celebration

We hear jingling of the bells

You forgot our invitations

We guess we'll invite ourselves

You see, we've grown quite accustomed

To your horror holidays

So buddy, now you're stuck with us

You'll never get away

We spent the year locked up in here

Expected to be scary

We'd never heard of Christmas cheer

We'd no cause to be merry

We never got a holiday

Until you came along

And we don't get a Christmas

Unless you write a song

No, we won't get a Christmas

Unless you write a song

I've jacked in this fad

You can pack up your screams

I'm done with this madness

Get back in that screen

For one day a year we all get to be free

We won't let you mess with our festivities

Freddy and Chica are dressing the tree but

That garland might just be the neck of The Teacher

Montgomery Gator keeps warm by the hearth

With Huggy Wuggy round his neck as a scarf

Whilst we're sure that turkey's the bird you'd prefer

The chef monkey's serving a more murderous bird

Lady Dimitrescu pours the festive mulled wine

Well, it's warm and it's red but tastes slightly of iron

We never got a holiday until you came along

And we don't get a Christmas unless you write a song

Oh, why won't you listen?

I told you, I'm done

All this repetition is simply not fun

I won't make another

That's final, I'm out

Oh, don't kid yourself Greg

You're writing it now

Crewmates bring gifts and cheer

Just like they did last year

Whilst Mono inspects all the gifts round the tree

956 is handing out ominous candy

Well, I guess that's a nice change from 173

Old Leshy kills squirrels outside in the yard

And uses his camera to make Christmas cards

Choo-Choo Charles is the most festive engine on rails

Whilst Spamton's just hyped for the January sales

Don't you think this is all getting a bit too meta?

Meta? I hardly know her

Wait a minute, that kinda works

Sans! Not at Christmas...

Swear I'm not ungrateful to all of my fans

But there's only so many of these I can stand

I love that you love them

I honestly do

But next year, I'd quite like to do something new

You can't help but buckle to audience pressure

So we'll get our Christmas forever and ever

We may all be terrors but you can't escape it

The scariest monster's the one you created

Perhaps you'd find these easier if they weren't 6 minutes long

But we don't get a Christmas unless you write a song

No, we don't get a Christmas

We don't get a Christmas

If you don't write a song

A very scary Christmas to all

AND TO ALL A GOOD FRIGHT