Christmas Spirits

Why don't you sit down, children? Grandpa'll tell you a little story Not so long time ago Perhaps it was even last Christmas, who's to say? The following story took place in the far north In a beautiful place Where northern lights dance in wintry sky and Millions of stars with smiling moon oversee this magical play They call this place Lapland As you know This is where Santa Claus lives together with Mrs. Santa And countless elves and other creatures Usually things go as planned but one day, somehow One of the elves found Santa's secret cabin filled with Christmas spirits An event that almost ruined Christmas Undecked halls, this seems fishy Rudolph's running down to Santa's shack The elves are gone, times are busy I cannot build the toys with one pair of hands The empty shelves They found the hidden spirits of last Christmas, now I see Fuel yer nose, we'll search the city Those guys will drink the world a dry of Irish things 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 please Won't you let us have more Irish tea? For we'll be fuelled by Christmas spirits From this day on 'til the end of times" 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 Alright, back to work now So once again All was well in the house of Santa Toys were built and gifts got packed as usual But every now and again you may just Get something you did not really wish for And well, now you should have an idea why Enough with that infernal yodelling, get to work! "Yeah, yeah, yeah" Oh, shut up you And this, children Is when Santa learned to hide his Christmas spirits from the elves But you know, still, sometimes during Christmas holidays If you are quiet and smell really carefully You just may find a tiny trail of Christmas spirit In your very own home Now, time to turn in, go, go, go Good night