A little while ago, Lauren (who designed the fantastic covers for Feed and Deadline) emailed to ask if I might have a parody of "The Night Before Christmas" that related to dead things just, you know. Lying around. I did not. But I did have a history in filk, and access to the original poem. So fifteen or so minutes later, "I do not" became "sure!" and I was able to send Lauren a nice, zombie-filled bit of Christmas fear.
I hereby dedicate Weird Al's Christmas at Ground Zero to you, because the mental image of a crowd of zombies standing on a moonlit-lawn keeps coming to mind any time I think about the song.
You might hear some reindeer on your rooftop, Or Jack Frost on your windowsill. But if someone's climbing down your chimney, You'd better load your gun and shoot to kill.
It's Christmas at Ground Zero, And if the radiation level's okay, I'll go out with you, And see all the new mutations on New Year's Day
Nothing says 'Christmas' like death, destruction, and post-apocolyptic mayhem. ;D
crazy
December 22 2010, 23:33:22 UTC 6 years ago
You might hear some reindeer on your rooftop,
Or Jack Frost on your windowsill.
But if someone's climbing down your chimney,
You'd better load your gun and shoot to kill.
It's Christmas at Ground Zero,
And if the radiation level's okay,
I'll go out with you,
And see all the new mutations on New Year's Day
Nothing says 'Christmas' like death, destruction, and post-apocolyptic mayhem. ;D
December 27 2010, 16:30:03 UTC 6 years ago