Undecked halls, this seems fishy Rudolph's running down to Santa's shack "The elves are gone, the times are busy, I cannot build the toys with one pair of hands" Oh my, the empty shelves, they found the hidden Spirits of last Christmas, "Now I see... Fuel your 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" 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 'till 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"