Just then a knock came at my door
I answered then let out a roar
Just then a knock came at my door
I answered then let out a roar
For there stood a clown
Just then a knock came at my door
I answered then let out a roar
For there stood a clown
Wearing nowt but a frown
Just then a knock came at my door
I answered then let out a roar
For there stood a clown
Wearing nowt but a frown
And the red nose I truly abhor.
āGo find someone else to exciteā
Go find someone else to excite
That outfit gave me a fright
Go find someone else to excite
That outfit gave me a fright
I donāt want you here
Go find someone else to excite
That outfit gave me a fright
I donāt want you here
I must have a beer
Go find someone else to excite
That outfit gave me a fright
I donāt want you here
I must have a beer
And rest by my fire so bright.
With Christmas eight weeks away
With Christmas eight weeks away
Santa was shining his sleigh
With Christmas eight weeks away
Santa was shining his sleigh
Now whereās my big sack
With Christmas eight weeks away
Santa was shining his sleigh
Now whereās my big sack
That I carry on my back
With Christmas eight weeks away
Santa was shining his sleigh
Now whereās my big sack
That I carry on my back
Crikey it seems to have gone astray
Now Santa is frantically searching his shed
Now Santa is frantically searching his shed
The sack mice chewed, now only a thread
Now Santa is frantically searching his shed
The sack mice chewed, now only a thread
Now what shall Santa do
Now Santa is frantically searching his shed
The sack mice chewed, now only a thread
Now what shall Santa do
Christmas Eve canāt be through
Now Santa is frantically searching his shed
The sack mice chewed, now only a thread
Now what shall Santa do
Christmas Eve canāt be through
Nothing for it but to go back to bed
Get up said Mrs Claus Iāve an idea
Hard to rhyme with that word, Chillie?
Get up said Mrs Claus Iāve an idea
Christmas is back on, never fear
Get up said Mrs Claus Iāve an idea
Christmas is back on, never fear
I have made a new sack
(well done Maree)
Get up said Mrs Claus Iāve an idea
Christmas is back on, never fear
I have made a new sack
It fits well on my back