𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐲 𝔖𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔞’𝔰 𝔤𝔬𝔱 𝔞 𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔰𝔲𝔦𝔱, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔱'𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡. Killer clown, killer clown, Stalking through the snow, Ribbons tight, silent night, Nowhere left to go. Killer clown, killer clown, On his blood-red sleigh, You can't escape his twisted shape, You’re all his to slay. Blood-red bows, icy toes, Underneath the tree, With twisted glee, you’ll never be free, His gift to you is he.