Jolly Old Saint Nicholas (Traditional, altered lyrics by David Ruffin)
Jolly old Saint Nicholas
Lean your ear this way!
Don´t you tell a single soul
What I´m going to say
Christmas Eve is coming soon
Now you feisty coot
See this pistol, just stay calm
Give me all your loot
Our rigger wants a mile of line
Captain wants some coin
First Mate wants a new codpiece
To protect his groin
And for the cook a slab of beef
Santa just be nice
All we´ve ete for three whole weeks
Is maggots, bread and mice!
Now Santa when you load your sleigh
When the reindeer fly
Don´t forget your goodie bag
Or Rudolph´s gonna die
We´ve been good now all year long
If we say so ourselves
But if you skip us this year
We´ll make orphans of your elves
And then we´ll hunt them down
And make them trophies for our shelves
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