Christmas Spirits
Undecked halls, this seems fishy Rudolph's running down to Santa's shack "The elves are gone. The times are busy "I cannot build the toys with one pair of hands" Oh my, the empty shelves They found the hidden Spirits of last Christmas Now I see. Fuel your nose, we'll search the city Those guys will drink the world a dry of Irish things La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la Run, Rudolph run, with bells and whistles We're searching every bar and guest house The Santa's call they'll heed, soon wobble In a circle round the tilted Christmas tree Santa, pretty plеase Won't you let us have morе Irish tea for We'll be fuelled by Christmas Spirits From this day on till the end of times La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la Why you little tea glazed monsters These toys I see, they're not exactly for children, I believe You've gotta be out of your minds These are toys of a different kind What would you do with this one anyway Here's what we'll do now Undo the mess, get back in the line now Then go, build toys and a fiddle 24 days and nights in the moonlight You'll work and here is a riddle "What doesn't have feet, still runs away... It's time" La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la
Submitted by Nargaroth — Mar 26, 2026
Undecked halls, this seems fishy Rudolph's running down to Santa's shack "The elves are gone. The times are busy "I cannot build the toys with one pair of hands" Oh my, the empty shelves They found the hidden Spirits of last Christmas Now I see. Fuel your nose, we'll search the city Those guys will drink the world a dry of Irish things La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la Run, Rudolph run, with bells and whistles We're searching every bar and guest house The Santa's call they'll heed, soon wobble In a circle round the tilted Christmas tree Santa, pretty plеase Won't you let us have morе Irish tea for We'll be fuelled by Christmas Spirits From this day on till the end of times La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la Why you little tea glazed monsters These toys I see, they're not exactly for children, I believe You've gotta be out of your minds These are toys of a different kind What would you do with this one anyway Here's what we'll do now Undo the mess, get back in the line now Then go, build toys and a fiddle 24 days and nights in the moonlight You'll work and here is a riddle "What doesn't have feet, still runs away... It's time" La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la
Submitted by Nargaroth — Mar 26, 2026
Undecked halls, this seems fishy Rudolph's running down to Santa's shack "The elves are gone. The times are busy "I cannot build the toys with one pair of hands" Oh my, the empty shelves They found the hidden Spirits of last Christmas Now I see. Fuel your nose, we'll search the city Those guys will drink the world a dry of Irish things La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la Run, Rudolph run, with bells and whistles We're searching every bar and guest house The Santa's call they'll heed, soon wobble In a circle round the tilted Christmas tree Santa, pretty plеase Won't you let us have morе Irish tea for We'll be fuelled by Christmas Spirits From this day on till the end of times La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la Why you little tea glazed monsters These toys I see, they're not exactly for children, I believe You've gotta be out of your minds These are toys of a different kind What would you do with this one anyway Here's what we'll do now Undo the mess, get back in the line now Then go, build toys and a fiddle 24 days and nights in the moonlight You'll work and here is a riddle "What doesn't have feet, still runs away... It's time" La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la La-la-lala-la-la-la-lala-lala-la
Submitted by Nargaroth — Mar 26, 2026