And To All A Good Fright

[Intro: The Stupendium]
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

[Verse 1: The Stupendium]
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
(I'm not doing that no more, no way)
Now, you may say that I'm prеtty despicable
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

[Interlude: The Stupendium]
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...

[Bridge: Horror Characters]
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

[Verse 2: The Stupendium, Horror Characters]
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

[Verse 3: The Stupendium, Horror Characters]
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

[Interlude 2: The Stupendium, Sans, Papyrus]
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...

[Verse 4: The Stupendium, Horror Characters]
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!

[Outro]
A very scary Christmas to all! And to all, a good fright!