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What's this? this?
color everywhere!
What's this? white things in the air.
this?
I can't believe my eyes-- I must be
wake up, Jack, isn't FAIR!
What's

What's this? this?
something very wrong.
What's this? people singing songs.
What's this? The streets are lined with little laughing,
everybody seems so happy. Have I possibly gone
What is

this?
There's throwing snowballs,
of throwing heads.
They're building toys,
and absolutely no dead!
There's frost in window--
oh, I believe my eyes!
And in my I feel the warmth
coming from inside...

Oh, look! What's
They're mistletoe.
kiss!
Why looks so unique; inspired.
They're gathering to hear a story,
chestnuts on a fire,
What's

What's this, in
They've got a tree. How queer!
And who ever think!
And, why, they're covering it with tiny things,
they've got lights on strings.
Now there's a on everyone,
so now me if I'm wrong:
This looks fun; this looks like fun!
Oh, could it be I've got my
this?

Oh my; what
The are asleep.
But look! nothing underneath,
No ghouls, no here
to scream and scare them, or them.
Only little cozy secure inside their dreamland.
this?

The monsters are all missing, and the nightmares be found,
and in place there seems to be good feeling all around!
Instead of screams, I swear I can hear in the air.
The smell of cakes and pies are everywhere.
The sights, the sounds; everywhere and all around.
I've felt so good before.
This empty place inside of me is up.
I can not get enough!
I it, oh, I want it!
Oh, I it for my own!

I've got to know, got to know,
what is this place that I found?
is this... Christmas Town?