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