A/N: Little nursery rhymes that exist in the Monster world. I imagine Drac sang them to Mavis as a baby… and also to his twins if you've been keeping up with "Parental Intuition"
Hush Little Vampire (in the tune of Hush Little Baby)
Hush little vampire don't say a word,
Papa's gonna bite off the head of a bird,
And if that bird doesn't meet his end,
Papa's gonna make sure to bite it again,
And if that bite doesn't crack its bones,
Papa's gonna beat it down with a stone,
And if that stone doesn't break its back,
Papa's gonna give it another attack,
And if that bird isn't dead at all,
Papa's gonna take it and give it a maul,
And if that maul doesn't give it a gash,
Papa's gonna give it a great big smash,
And if that smash doesn't kill it good,
Papa's gonna stake it with firewood,
And if that stake goes and makes it dead,
Papa's gonna make sure his baby is fed
Michael Row Your Corpse Ashore (in the tune of Michael Row your Boat Ashore)
Michael roll your corpse ashore, (what's it to ya?)
Michael roll your corpse ashore, (what's it to ya?)
Sister help him set the cist, (what's it to ya?)
Sister help him set the cist, (what's it to ya?)
The river is deep and the river is wide, (what's it to ya?)
A graveyard is on the other side, (what's it to ya?)
Michael roll your corpse ashore, (what's it to ya?)
Michael roll your corpse ashore, (what's it to ya?)
Sister help him set the cist, (what's it to ya?)
Sister help him set the cist, (what's it to ya?)
The river is chilled and the river is cold, (what's it to ya?)
It may as well just steal your soul, (what's it to ya?)
Michael roll your corpse ashore, (what's it to ya?)
Michael roll your corpse ashore, (what's it to ya?)
Sister help him set the cist, (what's it to ya?)
Sister help him set the cist, (what's it to ya?)
The river is deep and the river is wide, (what's it to ya?)
Land of Dead on the other side, (what's it to ya?)
Michael roll your corpse ashore, (what's it to ya?)
Michael roll your corpse ashore, (what's it to ya?)
Sister help him set the cist, (what's it to ya?)
Sister help him set the cist, (what's it to ya?)
Old McWerewolf Had an Axe (in the tune of Old McDonald Had a Farm)
Old McWerewolf had an axe,
Howl, bay, howl, bay, snarl
And with that axe he chopped a deer,
With a chop chop here, and a chop chop there
Here a chop, There a chop, everywhere a chop chop
Old McWerewolf had an axe,
Howl bay howl bay snarl
And with that axe he slashed a bear
With a slash slash here and a slash slash there
Here a slash there a slash everywhere a slash slash
Old McWerewolf had an axe,
Howl bay howl bay snarl
And with that axe he sliced a fox
With a slice slice here and slice slice there
Here a slice there a slice everywhere a slice slice,
Old McWerewolf had an axe
Howl bay howl bay snarl
And with that axe he hacked a moose
With a hack hack here and a hack hack there
Here a hack there a hack everywhere a hack hack
Old McWerewolf had an axe
How bay howl bay snarl
And with that axe he hewed a squirrel
With a hew hew here and hew hew there
Here a hew there a hew everywhere a hew hew
Old McWerewolf had an axe
Howl bay how bay snarl
The Beast from Peru (in the tune of The Man from Peru)
There once was a beast from Peru
Who dreamt he was eating a shrew
He woke in the day
And was not in dismay
For he found that it was perfectly true
Vamps Hate the Sun (in the tune of Hey Diddle Diddle)
Hey sonny son, the vamps hate the sun
The werewolf bayed at the moon
The little imp roared to scare anyone
And the humans all fled much too soon
Nosferatu (in the tune of Georgie Porgie)
Nosferatu, drop and die
Bit the girls and made them cry
When the mob came out to slay
Nosferatu ran away
This Little Fiend (in the tune of This Little Pig)
This little fiend went to prison
This little fiend's mouth foamed
This little fiend had scream cheese
This little fiend had none
And this little fiend went hee-hee-hee
All the way home
Budapest View (in the tune of Banbury Cross)
Ride an old train to Budapest view
To see a strange demon and all of his crew
With fangs in his jaws and claws on his toes
He'll have chaos wherever he goes
Scary Scary (in the tune of Mary Mary)
Scary Scary quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With moldy seeds and rotten weeds
And coffin beds all in a row
Bone Broil (in the tune of Pease Porridge)
Bone broil hot
Bone broil cold
Bone broil in a pot nine days old
The witch likes it hot
The bats like it cold
The zombie likes it in a pot nine days old
The Wheels on the Hearse (in the tune of The Wheels on the Bus)
The wheels on the hearse go round and round
Round and round, round and round
The wheels on the hearse go round and round
All through the town
The casket in the back goes up and down
Up and down, up and down
The casket in the back goes up and down
All through the town
The body inside goes thump thump thump
Thump thump thump, thump thump thump
The body inside goes thump thump thump
All through the town
The shovel in the mud goes squish squish squish
Squish squish squish, squish squish squish
The shovel in the mud goes squish squish squish
And the coffin's lowered down
The dirt on the lid goes pat pat pat
Pat pat pat, pat pat pat
The dirt on the lid goes pat pat pat
As the coffin's lowered down
A/N: might add more to this in the future, but that's it for now