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Good King Stephen
"Good King Stephen looked outside,
On the Feast of Wenzel.
Slapped his pocket and exclaimed,
'I have lost my pencil!'
While a lackey standing near
A window drew a stencil.
And a rooster crowed quite loud,
Sitting on a fencil hmmm.
Then King Stephen went outdoors,
Into the night so cru-el.
And he saw a poor man there,
Gath'ring winter fu-el.
He said 'That I'm still up north,
I feel like a foo-el.
If I were in Cape Town now,
I'd be by the poo-el hmmm."
Do You See What I See?
Said the night wind to the little lamb,
Do you see what I see?
Way up in the sky silly sheep,
Do you see what I see?
A star, a star dancing in the night, with a tail as big as a kite, (What's a kite), with a tail as big as a kite.
Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy,
Do you hear what I hear?
Bellowing like a poxy goat.
Do you hear what I hear?
A song, a song sounding o'er the trees,
with a voice as big as the seas, with a voice as big as the seas.
Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king,
'I just heard a sheep talk.
I know you won't believe a thing.
But I just heard a sheep talk.
A sheep, a sheep, a wooly little sheep. Won't you please call my analyst.
I think I'm cracking up.
Said the mighty king to the little lamb.
'You'd taste good well roasted.'
And so they ate the little lamb.
And he was good well roasted.
With mint sauce and a fine rose wine
O what a feast that was.
I wish I'd been there.
[Some have the custom of shouting BILLY RAM BAM! every time the word lamb is sung, but that's not part of the song and you shouldn't do it.]
I Hate Snow!
Oh, the weather outside's disgusting,
My water pipes are busting.
In my basement the waters flow,
I hate snow! I hate snow! I hate snow!
The cold weather has me wheezing,
My hands and feet are freezing,
And I want the whole world to know,
I hate snow! I hate snow! I hate snow!
I hate going out in the storm,
So my suitcase I am packing.
My tickets are in my hand.
I'm going where it is warm.
To make like snow's a failure.
So I'm off to south Australia.
And I'll bask in the sun's warm glow,
Far from snow, far from snow, far from snow.
Flying to a Summer Wonderland
Sleigh bells ring, I'm not listening.
On the road, Ice is glistening,
I gave up the fight, I'm leaving tonight,
Flying to a summer wonderland.
Gone away is the swallow,
And quite soon I will follow.
My bags are all packed, my money is sacked
Flying to a summer wonderland.
On the beaches we will have a barbie,
As the sun tans our skins to gold.
We'll have shrimp and salad at the Barbie,
And the beer will be the only thing that's cold.
Later on by the fire,
We will plot and conspire.
and find us a way, that we can both stay.
Staying in a summer wonderland
Wolf
mac56
(17,575 posts)And hung them on the line
The angel of the Lord came down
And said, "Those socks are mine!"