Whats this? Whats this? Theres color everywhere Whats this? Theres white things in the air Whats this? I cant believe my eyes I must be dreaming Wake up, jack, this isnt fair Whats this? Whats this? Whats this? Theres something very wrong Whats this? There are people singing songs Whats this? The streets are lined with Little creatures laughing Everybody seems so happy Have I possibly gone daffy? What is this? Whats this? There are children throwing snowballs here instead of throwing heads Theyre busy building toys And absolutely no ones dead Theres frost on every window Oh, I cant believe my eyes And in my bones I feel the warmth Thats coming from inside Oh, look Whats this? Theyre hanging mistletoe, they kiss Why that looks so unique, inspired Theyre gathering around to hear a story Roasting chestnuts on a fire Whats this? Whats this? In here theyve got a little tree, how queer And who would ever think And why? Theyre covering it with tiny little things Theyve got electric lights on strings And theres a smile on everyone So, now, correct me if Im wrong This looks like fun This looks like fun Oh, could it be I got my wish? Whats this? Oh my, what now? The children are asleep But look, theres nothing underneath No ghouls, no witches here to scream and scare them Or ensnare them, only little cozy things Secure inside their dreamland Whats this? The monsters are all missing And the nightmares cant 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 Is absolutely everywhere The sights, the sounds Theyre everywhere and all around Ive never felt so good before This empty place inside of me is filling up I simply cannot get enough I want it, oh, I want it Oh, I want it for my own Ive got to know Ive got to know What is this place that I have found? What is this? Christmas Town, hmm