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Letra : Jolly, Rich & Fat
Had a good year?
A very good year sir
Nothing I care to rearrange
Holiday best, holiday cheer sir
Gentlemen of the Royal Exchange
Powerful men [?]
Giving our pockets one more pat
And with Christmas getting here
It's [?] jolly, rich, and fat
Give to the poor
Certainly sir
Don't worry children we'll find him
Excuse me sir, I'm looking for Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge
Oh look over there
Merry old wives
Snuffy and jolly
around this Christmas morn
This Christmas morn
Giving out gifts
Handing out porridge
Spending the most enormous sums
Generous mеn
Generous when wе pass a hat
being Jolly, rich, and fat
Give to the poor?
With pleasure
When will Mr. Scrooge arrive?
Thank the Lord our [?]
He should be here in three sir
And better you than me sir
Thank the Lord we're not in debt to Scrooge
Merry Christmas Mr. Scrooge
Merry Christmas, my dear sir every idiot who goes about Merry Christmas on his lips should be boiled in his own pudding
Crachit?
Yes sir?
You'll want tomorrow off I suppose?
Well if it's quite convenient sir
It is not convenient
Pardon me Mr. Scrooge
May I speak with you a moment sir?
Speak swiftly, the exchange is closing early
Mr. Scrooge my wife has died
(spoken)
I need to pay her funeral expenses
And what Mr. Smythe?
Sir I need more time to pay you
Am I a charity? Am I the state?
Your mortgage is due tomorrow morning at 9 AM
Please sir what about my children?
Scrooge says nay sir
Christmas day sir
Christmas, sir, is a humbug
*Gasp*
Skinny and mean
Rotten old geezer
Never a kindly word or deed
Skinny and cold
Old Ebenezer
Never would help a friend in need
Locking his doors
Drawing his curtains
Adding up one more stack of gold
Never saw a sadder sight
There's no one quite as dingy, mean, and cold
Bless you sir
Thank the Lord our losses have been slim
You owe me interest Peter
Your payments overdue sir
Thank the Lord we're not in debt to him
If you don't plan to pay sir
The law will find a way sir
Never a thought of Christmas day
Checking his watch
How'd he ever get that way?
Taking their gold
Starving the children
How could he do a thing like that?
Never saw a sight to match it
What a pity, what a-
Crachit
Jolly that we're jolly, rich, and fat
A very good year sir
Nothing I care to rearrange
Holiday best, holiday cheer sir
Gentlemen of the Royal Exchange
Powerful men [?]
Giving our pockets one more pat
And with Christmas getting here
It's [?] jolly, rich, and fat
Give to the poor
Certainly sir
Don't worry children we'll find him
Excuse me sir, I'm looking for Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge
Oh look over there
Merry old wives
Snuffy and jolly
around this Christmas morn
This Christmas morn
Giving out gifts
Handing out porridge
Spending the most enormous sums
Generous mеn
Generous when wе pass a hat
being Jolly, rich, and fat
Give to the poor?
With pleasure
When will Mr. Scrooge arrive?
Thank the Lord our [?]
He should be here in three sir
And better you than me sir
Thank the Lord we're not in debt to Scrooge
Merry Christmas Mr. Scrooge
Merry Christmas, my dear sir every idiot who goes about Merry Christmas on his lips should be boiled in his own pudding
Crachit?
Yes sir?
You'll want tomorrow off I suppose?
Well if it's quite convenient sir
It is not convenient
Pardon me Mr. Scrooge
May I speak with you a moment sir?
Speak swiftly, the exchange is closing early
Mr. Scrooge my wife has died
(spoken)
I need to pay her funeral expenses
And what Mr. Smythe?
Sir I need more time to pay you
Am I a charity? Am I the state?
Your mortgage is due tomorrow morning at 9 AM
Please sir what about my children?
Scrooge says nay sir
Christmas day sir
Christmas, sir, is a humbug
*Gasp*
Skinny and mean
Rotten old geezer
Never a kindly word or deed
Skinny and cold
Old Ebenezer
Never would help a friend in need
Locking his doors
Drawing his curtains
Adding up one more stack of gold
Never saw a sadder sight
There's no one quite as dingy, mean, and cold
Bless you sir
Thank the Lord our losses have been slim
You owe me interest Peter
Your payments overdue sir
Thank the Lord we're not in debt to him
If you don't plan to pay sir
The law will find a way sir
Never a thought of Christmas day
Checking his watch
How'd he ever get that way?
Taking their gold
Starving the children
How could he do a thing like that?
Never saw a sight to match it
What a pity, what a-
Crachit
Jolly that we're jolly, rich, and fat
