Jingle Bells, Coffin Smells
By Bruce Alan Marcom
[pipe organ] [Chimes][Bells]
Verse 1:
In a graveyard cold and dark,
On a gloomy Christmas Eve,
Shadows dance and spirits hark,
To tales you won't believe.
Tombstones gleam in moonlight pale,
A fog rolls slowly in,
Listen close, I'll tell a tale,
Of where the dead begin.
Chorus:
Jingle bells, coffin smells,
Zombies shuffle by,
Oh, what fun it is to run
From ghouls on Christmas night!
Jingle bells, banshee yells,
Werewolves howl with glee,
Oh, what fright on Yuletide night,
When monsters come to tea!
[pipe organ] [Chimes][Bells]
Verse 2:
From six feet deep, they start to creep,
The undead rise en masse,
With rotting flesh and bones that creak,
They're coming for your ass.
Their eyes aglow with hellish light,
They lumber through the snow,
Bringing terror to the night,
Where cheerful carols grow.
Chorus:
Jingle bells, coffin smells,
Zombies shuffle by,
Oh, what fun it is to run
From ghouls on Christmas night!
Jingle bells, banshee yells,
Werewolves howl with glee,
Oh, what fright on Yuletide night,
When monsters come to tea!
[pipe organ] [Chimes][Bells]
Verse 3:
Old Saint Nick, he takes a risk,
Flying o'er this scene,
His reindeer snort and try to frisk,
Away from things unclean.
But zombies can't resist the sight,
Of presents in the sleigh,
They reach and grasp with all their might,
For gifts gone astray.
Chorus:
Jingle bells, coffin smells,
Zombies shuffle by,
Oh, what fun it is to run
From ghouls on Christmas night!
Jingle bells, banshee yells,
Werewolves howl with glee,
Oh, what fright on Yuletide night,
When monsters come to tea!
[pipe organ] [Chimes][Bells]
Verse 4:
The living flee in mortal dread,
As creatures rule the town,
But Santa, flying overhead,
Decides to touch on down.
He drops some gifts for ghost and ghoul,
Some brains for zombie cheer,
The monsters think it's rather cool,
And vow to wait next year.
Final Chorus:
Jingle bells, coffin smells,
Zombies shuffle by,
Oh, what fun it is to run
From ghouls on Christmas night!
Jingle bells, banshee yells,
Werewolves howl with glee,
Merry Christmas to the dead,
And to all a good fright!
[instrumental]
[End]
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English
Jingle Bells, Coffin Smells
By Bruce Alan Marcom
[pipe organ] [Chimes][Bells]
Verse 1:
In a graveyard cold and dark,
On a gloomy Christmas Eve,
Shadows dance and spirits hark,
To tales you won't believe.
Tombstones gleam in moonlight pale,
A fog rolls slowly in,
Listen close, I'll tell a tale,
Of where the dead begin.
Chorus:
Jingle bells, coffin smells,
Zombies shuffle by,
Oh, what fun it is to run
From ghouls on Christmas night!
Jingle bells, banshee yells,
Werewolves howl with glee,
Oh, what fright on Yuletide night,
When monsters come to tea!
[pipe organ] [Chimes][Bells]
Verse 2:
From six feet deep, they start to creep,
The undead rise en masse,
With rotting flesh and bones that creak,
They're coming for your ass.
Their eyes aglow with hellish light,
They lumber through the snow,
Bringing terror to the night,
Where cheerful carols grow.
Chorus:
Jingle bells, coffin smells,
Zombies shuffle by,
Oh, what fun it is to run
From ghouls on Christmas night!
Jingle bells, banshee yells,
Werewolves howl with glee,
Oh, what fright on Yuletide night,
When monsters come to tea!
[pipe organ] [Chimes][Bells]
Verse 3:
Old Saint Nick, he takes a risk,
Flying o'er this scene,
His reindeer snort and try to frisk,
Away from things unclean.
But zombies can't resist the sight,
Of presents in the sleigh,
They reach and grasp with all their might,
For gifts gone astray.
Chorus:
Jingle bells, coffin smells,
Zombies shuffle by,
Oh, what fun it is to run
From ghouls on Christmas night!
Jingle bells, banshee yells,
Werewolves howl with glee,
Oh, what fright on Yuletide night,
When monsters come to tea!
[pipe organ] [Chimes][Bells]
Verse 4:
The living flee in mortal dread,
As creatures rule the town,
But Santa, flying overhead,
Decides to touch on down.
He drops some gifts for ghost and ghoul,
Some brains for zombie cheer,
The monsters think it's rather cool,
And vow to wait next year.
Final Chorus:
Jingle bells, coffin smells,
Zombies shuffle by,
Oh, what fun it is to run
From ghouls on Christmas night!
Jingle bells, banshee yells,
Werewolves howl with glee,
Merry Christmas to the dead,
And to all a good fright!
[instrumental]
[End]
By Bruce Alan Marcom
[pipe organ] [Chimes][Bells]
Verse 1:
In a graveyard cold and dark,
On a gloomy Christmas Eve,
Shadows dance and spirits hark,
To tales you won't believe.
Tombstones gleam in moonlight pale,
A fog rolls slowly in,
Listen close, I'll tell a tale,
Of where the dead begin.
Chorus:
Jingle bells, coffin smells,
Zombies shuffle by,
Oh, what fun it is to run
From ghouls on Christmas night!
Jingle bells, banshee yells,
Werewolves howl with glee,
Oh, what fright on Yuletide night,
When monsters come to tea!
[pipe organ] [Chimes][Bells]
Verse 2:
From six feet deep, they start to creep,
The undead rise en masse,
With rotting flesh and bones that creak,
They're coming for your ass.
Their eyes aglow with hellish light,
They lumber through the snow,
Bringing terror to the night,
Where cheerful carols grow.
Chorus:
Jingle bells, coffin smells,
Zombies shuffle by,
Oh, what fun it is to run
From ghouls on Christmas night!
Jingle bells, banshee yells,
Werewolves howl with glee,
Oh, what fright on Yuletide night,
When monsters come to tea!
[pipe organ] [Chimes][Bells]
Verse 3:
Old Saint Nick, he takes a risk,
Flying o'er this scene,
His reindeer snort and try to frisk,
Away from things unclean.
But zombies can't resist the sight,
Of presents in the sleigh,
They reach and grasp with all their might,
For gifts gone astray.
Chorus:
Jingle bells, coffin smells,
Zombies shuffle by,
Oh, what fun it is to run
From ghouls on Christmas night!
Jingle bells, banshee yells,
Werewolves howl with glee,
Oh, what fright on Yuletide night,
When monsters come to tea!
[pipe organ] [Chimes][Bells]
Verse 4:
The living flee in mortal dread,
As creatures rule the town,
But Santa, flying overhead,
Decides to touch on down.
He drops some gifts for ghost and ghoul,
Some brains for zombie cheer,
The monsters think it's rather cool,
And vow to wait next year.
Final Chorus:
Jingle bells, coffin smells,
Zombies shuffle by,
Oh, what fun it is to run
From ghouls on Christmas night!
Jingle bells, banshee yells,
Werewolves howl with glee,
Merry Christmas to the dead,
And to all a good fright!
[instrumental]
[End]
Writer: Bruce Alan Marcom
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC