The Naughty Ones

The moon climbs high on Christmas Eve Little boys and wee girls are dreaming In Christmas magic they believe Tinsel hung and the lights are gleaming They wait for Old Saint Nick to Come down with his bag of goodies For the good children this is true But not if you've been naughty Clacking on the roof but it's no reindeer Glowing eyes and wicked jeer Jagged gnashing teeth and horns sat askew Krampus comes to take his due He's coming to get you And there's no hope of rescue There's no one you can blame He's here to punish your shame Hooves clacking echo down the hall Hold your breath hide beneath your covers It does no good for he sees all Takes only moments to discover He reaches out a twisted claw And yanks away your refuge There's no time for you to withdraw Your fear breaks like a deluge Tossed into a bag and flung to his back There's no light just inky black Taken far away to caves down below Where the naughty ones all go He's coming to get you And there's no hope of rescue There's no one you can blame He's here to punish your shame It's only a nightmare You wake up safe in your bed But strangely you're aware That this was no normal dread There's one thing you're certain You've learned from all of this fear You'll think twice when acting You won't be naughty next year He's coming to get you And there's no hope of rescue There's no one you can blame He's here to punish your shame He's coming to get you And there's no hope of rescue There's no one you can blame You'd best remember his name