| Sneaking down the stairs, peeling back the paper
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| Don’t tear, I’ll re-wrap it later
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| Mom wouldn’t care I’m a gift invader
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| 'Cus nobody’s there when I go to wake her
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| Nobody’s aware I’m off on a caper
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| I’m a little scared, is this what she paid for?
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| Did Waygetter get a play-tester?
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| Think they’d make their wares just a little safer
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| I was not prepared, there was no disclaimer
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| To account for their jeopardous behaviour
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| Better take care to avoid the danger
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| Mama knows you’re there and you won’t escape her
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| Could have chosen a bear or a Power Ranger
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| But I went for presents a little stranger
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| Are these 4 out to kill or save me?
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| Do they want me dead, do they want a saviour?
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| You’d better not pout. |
| You’d better not cry
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| 'Cus if she hears the sound, you’ll probably die
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| You’d better have a silent night
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| Or you’re in for a violent fright
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| The creatures are stirring, soft fur and red eyes
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| Hark hear the wails
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| Sweet Tattletails
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| All seem to say
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| She’s on her way
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| Christmas is here
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| Bringing the fear
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| Nobody home
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| Weak and alone
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| Na Na Na Na
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| Eyes in the dark
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| Keeps following
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| All harrowing
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| She’s listening
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| Hear baby sing
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| End drawing near
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| Mama is here
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| You’d better watch out. |
| You’d better run, hide
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| 'Cus Mama has come for her children tonight
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| You’d better have a silent night
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| Or you’re in for a violent fright
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| 'Cus creatures are stirring, they’re not even mice
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| I don’t think it’s right in the festive season
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| To have to hide from obsessive demons
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| All around the tree, battery powered heathens
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| Calling out to me 'cus they want a feeding
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| Charge them if they sleep, brush them 'til they’re gleamin'
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| Tend to every need or they’ll start a-screamin'
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| Baby not a peep, Mama’s been a schemein'
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| And she’s gonna keep coming til I’m bleedin'
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| What’s with all the eggs that you guys are leavin'?
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| Should I be collecting them for a reason?
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| Already got a lot of problems I’m dealing
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| A treasure hunt is NOT what I need this evening!
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| No sugar plums, I don’t think I’m dreaming
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| Hope that these boxes have receipts in
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| At least a Furby wouldn’t hurt me
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| And in the dark they’d just be sleeping!
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| Alone on the porch and my torch keeps on dying
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| How come their batteries last longer than mine?
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| I just want to rest in peace
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| No! |
| I meant asleep!
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| Santa won’t stop if I’m dead on the drive!
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| Deep in the basement, they’re waiting you’ll find
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| To catch her on tape, all is placed and aligned
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| You’ll never have a silent night
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| 'Til you make a sacrifice
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| Send her to the afterlife, Mama must die
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| Hark hear the wails
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| Sweet Tattletails
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| All seem to say
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| She’s on her way
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| Christmas is here
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| Bringing the fear
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| Nobody home
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| Weak and alone
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| Na Na Na Na
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| Eyes in the dark
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| Keeps following
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| All harrowing
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| She’s listening
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| Hear baby sing
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| End drawing near
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| Mama is here
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| You’d better watch out. |
| You’d better run, hide
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| Ages 3 and up was quite clearly a lie
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| You’d better have a silent night
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| Or you’ll see unholy frights
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| Creatures are stirring, you’ll never survive!
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| (No more Mama!)
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| ((Slowed)No more Mama!)
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| ((More Slowed) No more Mama!) |