Christmas Time is here, by golly
Deck the Halls with Hunks of Holly
Disapproval would be Folly
Fill the cup and don't say 'When'.
Stir the eggnog 'til it thickens
Trim the tree, drag out the Dickens:
Even though the prospect sickens
Brother, Here We Go Again.
Sleigh bells ring and dance and jingle
Hail our dear old friend, Kris Kringle
Driving his reindeer across the sky
Don't stand underneath when they fly by.
- Tom Lehrer