Slay bells ring, are you listenin'?
Fangs sure sting, blood is glistenin'
A terrible fright, we're having tonight
Slaying in a winter Xanderland
From his lair, comes the Master
Here to share some disaster
He jokes as he speaks
To give us the creeps
Slaying in a winter Xanderland
On the rooftop Buff will face that old man
And prepare to drop him on a post
He'll say 'Aren't you dead yet?'
She'll say 'No, man,
But you could do the job, except you're toast!'
Later on, we're romancin'
At the Bronze, as we're dancin'
The Hellmouth drew back
We weren't a vamp snack
Slaying in a winter Xanderland
On the bookshelves lie the bones of Master
We'll tell Snyder they're a mastodon
We'll make tusks for Master out of plaster
And yank out both his fangs to put them on
When we fought, weren't it thrillin'?
Who'd have thought, we'd be killin'?
We help our girl slay
In our Slayerette way
Slaying in a winter Xanderland
