"Goblin Christmas Armageddon Part II" lyrics

"Goblin Christmas Armageddon Part II"

And finally the slaughter stops
The mighty axe of Christmas chops
A glorious tree to celebrate
Mankind has finally met his fate

This is a goblin Christmas
This is a goblin Christmas
This is a goblin Christmas
This is a goblin Christmas

Happiness and joy fill the brisk winter air
Golden rays of sunlight shine down without a care
But wait, what's this, a human child, with dimpled little cheeks
Tear his tender flesh off and we'll feast upon his meat

After the onset of nuclear winter
(Nuclear winter...)
The wonderful denizens of goblin town
(Goblin town...)
Frolic about the countryside and nothing gets them down
(And nothing gets them down...)
Don't wear a frown, because dear friend, this town is goblin town
(Goblin town, goblin town, goblin town...)
Joy and festivities are everywhere
(Goblin town, goblin town, don't wear a frown in goblin town!)
So let's go watch the goblin clown!
(Goblin town, goblin town, don't wear a frown in goblin town!)

This is a goblin Christmas
This is a goblin Christmas
This is a goblin Christmas
This is a goblin Christmas


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