Christmas Medley This happens every December My songbook's left with these scraps of paper Ideas that, in short-lived inspiration, I wrote down. So I composed this little number I guess it's more of a compilation Beats writing endings and introductions. So I've found Salvation Army Santa on the street. Swinging that silver, he keeps a beat. Standing knee-deep in the snow You shoulda heard him, "Ho Ho Ho" He said, "Hey, folks, take a chance on the Yuletide." He said, "Hey, people, one-horse open sleigh ride" And the elves all say, "Do-ta-do, etc. Christmas Day will be tomorrow And, oh, what fun it all will be. But is Jesus just another baby? Or Who is and was and is to be? Wonderful! Counselor! Mighty God! Prince of Peace! See His star in the sky He's Immanuel The King of Israel The prophets did foretell So make up your mind If He is divine Oooh I roast chestnuts and I'll tell you why. I'm waiting on the Big, Red guy Coz when Santa comes in With a great, big waist And a white beard on his face You get gifts! Wanna be good enough Coz' I know that bag is stuffed Deep in the sack he's carryin' I gotta gift and I won't be sharin' Oh, Santa, I wanna sit with ya And take a picture. Those songs all say you're jolly So I'll deck the halls and hang me some holly. Though it was fun And you always knew where to look You took six days choosing a gift Ya know you did. Ya know you did. Ya know you did. But in this gift card-crazy world In which we're livin' Why do you even try? Just give and let buy. Just give and let buy. They made it through the wilderness. They made it just they two. Had to make it to Bethlehem Coz a tax was due. With a babe In her womb She had hoped For a hotel room But she settled for Yeah, she settled for A manger of hay. Round yond virgin All is calm For Mother and child Round yond virgin Holy infant, So Meek and mild. Christmas elixir Of milk and eggs and sugar With zero fiber, too It can't be good for you But when they pour on the brandy, There's nothing you like better. Nog. Nog! It goes straight to your thighs. Nog! 'S how Santa got that size. When they Deck the Halls You drink it all evening It's your favorite Christmas beverage. Nog! It causes cavities. Nog! Type II diabetes And bad cholesterol You'll swear it off for New Year's It's your favorite Christmas beverage.