[Intro: Tina, Louise & Gene]
Louise, I really think we should turn around go home. There's nothing out here except a thousand scary alleys
Guys. Oh, my gosh. It's one of Mom's ornaments
That's the one I made. You're safe now. Shh, shh. It's all over. It's okay. Get this ornament a blanket
What?
Ah!
Hell no!
This is real. This is happening
So, should we, like, stake out the perimeter and call for some backup?
No, there's no time. It's Christmas frickin' Eve. Look, footprints. Let's follow them. Crap. Flashlights dead. Looks like we'll be doing this in the dark
Cool, cool, cool *Frantic panting*

[Chorus: Louise & Gene]
The Bleaken is gonna
Wish that he was never born
We're coming for you, man
Hold onto your horns

[Outro: Gene]
Protect us, Lord Santa