Up on the housetop,
Zombies pause,
Eating poor old Santa Claus.
Down through the chimney
Come Santa's parts.
Once a zombie bites--
Ouch, that smarts!
Ho, Ho, Ho, better not go.
Ho, Ho, Ho, better not go.
Up on the housetop,
Snack, snack, snack.
Down through the chimney
Comes Santa's back.
First comes the corpse
Of little Nell,
Oh, those zombies
Bit it well.
Forget about a dolly
That laughs and cries--
Zombies die first,
Then open their eyes.
Chorus
Next the undead are
Stalking little Will.
Oh, just see,
He's a glorious meal.
We use a hammer
And lots of tacks,
And he has a brain
And a spine that cracks.
Chorus
(Taken with permission from the pages of Michael P. Spradlin's It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Zombies! A Book of Zombie Christmas Carols.)
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