’Tis the season to wear bathers
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Mum said we’ll go swimming at hers,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Now we don our beach apparel,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la,
Check the waves for a good barrel,
Fa la la la la, la la la la!
Ohhhh, here comes Scrine-bird,
Here comes Scrine-bird
Right down Scrine-bird lane
Jackie O and Goliard and all his Scriners,
Writing on the net
Bells are ringin’, ‘mouse is singin’
All is merry and bright
Hang your stockings and say your Other Keiths
‘Cause Scrine-bird comes tonight!
Here comes Scrine-bird
Here comes Scrine-bird
Right down Scrine-bird lane
He’s got a post that’s filled with words
For boot and e again
Hear those Scrine-casts jingle jangle,
Oh what a beautiful sight
So jump in bed and cover your head
‘Cause Scrine-bird comes tonight!
I can post clearly now the rain has gone, Keith has removed all obstacles in my way, gone are the dark clouds that had me blind, it’s going to be a bright, bright sunScriney day.
with sincere and profuse apologies to irving berlin
I’m dreaming of a burnt Christmas,
just like the ones we always cheer,
where the beach crowds mingle,
and get Kris Kringles,
while Santa downs another beer.
I gave you my heart (and many other songs).
TAGS: christmas, 1980s, song, earworm, george michael, whamAdd a dash of frog, sing a song or two, wonder why you’re not a muppet too.
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