You're invited to a Smorgasbord
All the monsters will be there
You're invited to a carnival

For a feast of flesh and bone.

Frankenstein be wearing a tutu,

He can do the pirouette too,
And the zombie has his dinner-suit too
He can be the star!


For an entree there 'll be blood of baby,
Served up nice and piping hot,

Or perhaps you'd like to hail Mary
And put her on the spot.


The main course will be vestal virgin,
Dressed in white and undefiled,
And of course she will be garnished

With parsley, sage, rosemary, thyme

I want to go to the Smorgasbord

I want to see my friends
Ma won't let me out the door
She says it'll be the end

If I don't go to the Smorgasbord
I don't know what I'll do
Perhaps I'll have to kill mama

So she can come along too.

And after tea we'll have some cake and cake ourselves in blood,

Carry on 'til sunrise takes away the night's dark hood