Testi Soundtracks :: N

[JACK]

There were object so peculiar

They were not to be believed

All around, things to tantalize my brain



It's a world unlike anything I've ever seen

And as hard as I try

I can't seem to describe

Like a most improbable dream



But you must believe when I tell you this

It's as real as my skull and it does exist

Here, let me show you



This is a thing called a present

The whole thing starts with a box



[DEVIL]

A box?

Is it steel?



[WEREWOLF]

Are there locks?



[HARLEQUIN DEMON]

Is it filled with a pox?



[DEVIL, WEREWOLF, HARLEQUIN DEMON]

A pox

How delightful, a pox



[JACK]

If you pleae

Just a box with bright-colored paper

And the whole thing's topped with a bow



[WITCHES]

A bow?

But why?

How ugly

What's in it?

What's in it?



[JACK]

That's the point of the thing, not to know



[CLOWN]

It's a bat



[CREATURE UNDER THE STAIRS]

Will it bend?



[CLOWN]

It's a rat



[CREATURE UNDER THE STAIRS]

Will it break?



[UNDERSEA GAL]

Perhaps it's the head that I found in the lake



[JACK]

Listen now, you don't understand

That's not the point of Christmas land



Now, pay attention

Now we pick up an over-sized sock

And hang it like this on the wall



[MR. HYDE]

Oh, yes! Does it still have a foot?



[MEDIUM MR. HYDE]

Let me see, let me look



[SMALL MR. HYDE]

Is it rotted and covered with gook?



[JACK]

Hmm, let me explain

There's no foot inside, but there's candy

or sometimes it's filled with small toys



[MUMMY AND WINGED DEMON]

Small toys



[WINGED DEMON]

Do they bite?



[MUMMY]

Do they snap?



[WINGED DEMON]

Or explode in a sack?



[CORPSE KID]

Or perhaps they just spring out

And scare girls and boys



[MAYOR]

What a splendid idea

This Christmas sounds fun

Why, I fully endorse it

Let's try it at once



[JACK]

Everyone, please now, not so fast

There's sometihng here that you don't quite grasp

Well, I may as well give them what they want



And the best, I must confess, I have saved for the last

For the ruler of this Christmas land

Is a fearsome King with a deep mighty voice

Least that's what I've come to understand



And I've also heard it told

That's he's something to behold

Like a lobster, huge and red

And sets out to slay with his rain gear on

Carting bulging sacks with his big great arms

That is, so I've heard it said



And on a darkm cold night

Under full moonlight

He flies into a fog

Like a vulture in the sky

And they call him Sandy Claws



Well, at least they're excited

Though they don't understand

That special lind of feeling in Christmas land

Oh, well...