The Stupendium - And to All a Good Fright lyrics

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? We're three years on
And since September, well
The comment sections begged me to go on
To create a song to inflate the trilogy

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 festivе, no
Never again
Now, you may say that I'm pretty dеspicable
But I made the first one just to be clickable
Now I'm sick of all the Christmas repetition
And I'm buckin' the trend
Well, there'll be no more hallowing
Caroling
There'll be no villains a-trimming the tree
And I'm flat out of animatronics that I
Wanna see when I'm having turkey
I just want the jingle of bells without
All the hideous villains as well
This season, i'm seizin' the freedom to
Do somethin' else and while Boris and Bendy
Are probably trendy
I'm not gonna send them a gift
I'm Saint Nixin' the cryptids
And kickin' the
Miserable children right off of the list
I just want a Christmas for once
Without all the monsters taggin' 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 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 the 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- Oh, no, he's here too
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 all is
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 six 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!