It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Zombies (3 page)

Have yourself a medulla oblongata!

Let’s eat something light.

Have you tried,

The hippocampus? It’s out of sight!

Have yourself a medulla oblongata!

Make the Yuletide gray,

From now on,

We’ll just eat frontal lobes all day.

Here we are as in undead days,

Happy golden days of gore.

Flesh and brains are what’s dear to us,

So let’s eat some up, once more.

Through the screams,

We all will eat together,

If the brains allow,

Hang a hypothalamus upon the highest bough,

And have yourself a medulla oblongata now.

Here comes Zombie Claus, here comes Zombie Claus,

Right down Zombie Claus Lane!

Vixen and Blitzen and his undead reindeer

are eating all the brains.

Bells are ringing, children screaming;

All is bloody and bright.

Load your shotgun and say your prayers,

’Cause Zombie Claus comes tonight.

Here comes Zombie Claus, here comes Zombie Claus,

Right down Zombie Claus Lane!

He’s got a bag that is filled with brains,

And we don’t know where he’s been.

Hear those sleigh bells jingle-jangle.

What a horrible night.

Jump in bed, hold onto your head,

’Cause Zombie Claus comes tonight.

Here comes Zombie Claus, here comes Zombie Claus,

Right down Zombie Claus lane.

He doesn’t care if you’re rich or poor;

He’ll eat you just the same.

Zombie Claus knows we’re all just protein;

That makes everything right.

So fill your shotgun up with shells

’Cause Zombie Claus comes tonight!

Here comes Zombie Claus, here comes Zombie Claus,

Right down Zombie Claus Lane!

He’ll come around when the screams ring out

That there’re fresh brains again.

Zombie virus will come to all

If we just cower in fright.

So let’s give thanks to Smith and Wesson,

’Cause Zombie Claus comes tonight!

Snacking around the Christmas tree

at the undead party hop.

Missing toes hung where you can see,

chewy eyeballs just go pop!

Chorus

Noshing around the Christmas tree,

Don’t let the humans get away.

Later we’ll have some fresh skull pie

And some undead caroling.

You will get a sentimental feeling, for your ear

It’s gone now but you’re still jolly,

The halls are decked with parts of Wally.

Chorus

Snacking around the Christmas tree,

Have a munchy holiday.

Zombies dancing merrily,

In the new old-fashioned way.

Chorus I

Just hear those fresh brains jingling,

And nostrils running with goo.

Come on, it’s lovely weather

To go flesh-eating together with you.

Chorus II

Outside the bodies are falling

And Zombies are calling “woo-hoo.”

Come on, it’s lovely weather

To go flesh-eating together with you.

Take a bite, take a bite, take a bite, let’s go.

Here’s a leg with a shoe,

We’re riding in a wonderland of ooze.

Take a chomp, take a chomp, take a chomp, it’s grand;

An ear’s in my hand.

We’re gliding along with a song

Of a Zombie wonderland.

Their cheeks are nice and tasty,

And brains are basting you see.

We’re snuggled up together

Like two flesh-eaters would be.

Let’s take that road before us

And eat a chorus or two.

Come on, it’s lovely weather

To go flesh-eating together with you.

There’s a Zombie party at the home of Farmer Gray.

His brain’ll be the perfect ending of a perfect day;

We’ll be eating the parts we love to eat without a single stop

At the fireplace while we watch the eyeballs pop.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

There’s a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy

When they pass around a femur and somebody’s eye—

It’ll be just like a picture print by undead Currier and Ives.

These wonderful brains are the brains

We’ll be eating all through our lives!

Chorus I & II

It’s lovely weather to go flesh-eating together with you.

It’s lovely weather to go flesh-eating together with you.

Have a jolly Zombie Christmas;

Time to eat somebody’s ear.

I don’t know if we’ll eat toes,

But they’ll still scream in fear.

Have a jolly Zombie Christmas,

And when they run down the street,

Say hello to friends you know

And bite ev’ryone you meet.

Oh, ho,

There’s poor Joe, hung where you can see.

Somebody waits for you;

Bite her once for me.

Have a Jolly Zombie Christmas,

And in case you lose your ears,

Oh, by golly,

Have a jolly

Zombie Christmas this year.