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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 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 them in 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 this good before
This empty place inside of me has been 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?

these lyrics are submitted by Some random chick
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 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 them in 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 this good before  This empty place inside of me has been 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?    these lyrics are submitted by Some random chick
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