good king wencelas last looked out on the feast love stephen (?) while the snow lay round a bout deep and crisp and even brightly shone the moon that night
though the frost was cruel when a frenchman came along carrying nuclear fuel
well, one two three four
hey son where ya going with those presents in your hand i said hey son (...?...) he said no way son no way there´s work to be done he said remember the christmas spirit now put away your gun (...?...) let´s go now
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