What's this? What's this? There's color everywhere
What's this? There's white things in the air
What's this? I can't believe my eyes, I must be dreaming
Wake up, Jack, this isn't fair What's this? What's this? What's this?
There's something very wrong What's this? There's people singing songs
What's this? The streets are lined with little creatures laughing
Everybody seems so happy Have I possibly gone daffy? What is this? What's this?
There's children throwing snowballs instead of throwing heads
They're busy building toys and absolutely no one's dead
There's frost on every window, oh, I can't believe my eyes
And in my bones I feel the warmth that's coming from inside
Oh look, what's this? They're hanging mistletoe, they kiss?
Why that looks so unique? Inspired They're gathering around to hear a story
roasting chestnuts on a fire What's this?
What's this? In here they've got a little tree, how queer And who would ever think?
And why? They're covering it with tiny little things They've got electric lights on strings and
there's a smile on everyone So, now correct me if I'm wrong
This looks like fun, this looks like fun Oh, could it be I got my wish? What's this?
Oh my, what now? The children are asleep But look, there's nothing underneath
No ghouls, no witches here to scream and scare them or ensnare them
Only little cozy things secure inside their dreamland What's this?
The monsters are all missing and the nightmares can't be found
And in their place there seems to be good feeling all around
Instead of screams, I swear, I can hear music in the air
The smell of cakes and pies are absolutely everywhere
The sights, the sounds They're everywhere and all around
I've never felt so good before This empty place inside of me is filling up
I simply cannot get enough I want it, oh, I want it, oh, I want it for my own
I've got to know, I've got to know What is this place that I have found?
What is this!? Christmas Town?