I want the Necronomicon for Christmas
And an evil zombie army too
The book straight from Hell
I want the real McCoy
I want the Necronomicon
My sis would be annoyed

I want the Necronomicon for Christmas
Or anything by Edgar Allan Poe
I need an excuse
Set demons on the loose
Just get me what I ask for
Not a film with Scooby-Doo

I can see us start an Armageddon
Siblings-fight upstairs
But I'll make her run and hide
With Cthulhu by my side
We'll catch her favorite Barbie unaware

I want the Necronomicon for Christmas
And a Mechagodzilla or two
That'll be my style
I'll reign sulphurous
I'm gonna nuke her only Snuffleupagus
With Satan from my pillow fortress view

Gran says that Baal will eat my soul as well
Granpa says that Yule is an idolatry from Hell

I'm done with reading Grimm
I want some more pizzazz
I'll build a lair
And read a prayer
That Wiccans would applause

I can hear us screech like Armageddon
Gargoyle-pairs upstairs
But my toys will break the tie
With the lasers in their eyes
They'll make a crispy of her Teddy Bear

I want the Necronomicon for Christmas
And some ancient evil Goa'ulds
Sis run and hide
From Nosferatuses
I do not wish toys from Toys"R"Us-esses

But if Mommy hears this song then I'll be screwed