CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Nothing to Do with Me

We're collecting [?] Christmastime from gentlemen in town
For the needy, poor of London sir
Now what shall we put down?

Nothing

You would like to be anonymous?
Your kindness left unknown
He'd like to be anonymous

I'd like to be left alone

Alone?

But it's for the poor of London

Gentlemen, are there no prisons?
Are there no workhouses?
(sung)
If the poor have to eat
Let them beg upon the street
Or lie at the workhouse door
If they refuse to earn then let them learn what a prison's for

Oh the poor how they whine
How they want whatever's mine
Why should I give a thing for free
Let them beg 'til they're blue
It has nothing to do with me

(spoken)
I say let them die and decrease the surplus population

Mr. Scrooge, I’m sorry but sir, might I go?
Might you pay me early just this once

Picking a man’s pocket every 25th of December

My Tiny Tim is ill, sir
Youngest son, you know
Wife and children need me
Just this once
People wanting this
People wanting that
Spreading bloody cheer

It's only once a year sir

Plucking at your sleeve
Holding out the hat
Singing in your ear

Oh, I’m sorry, sir, I didn't mean to

Taking off a day
Asking for their pay
Only once a year

Well you can take Christmas
And stuff it with bread
And if that isn’t perfectly clear
I do not need to know
Of your family or your woe
I suggest Tiny Tim drink tea
He’s only six

Give him tea, give him stew
It has nothing to do
With me

(spoken)
Oh here, but be sure you come in early the next day

Yes sir, thank you sir
Good night sir
Merry-

Mary Grace come and get your tea

Coming Mom

Harry don't forget the chestnuts

Right-o


Oh watch where you're going
Get out of my way

Merry Christmas uncle
I was just on my way to see you

Don't bother

Come to Christmas dinner
We’re inviting you
Be with family, Uncle
Just this once

No, thank you

You’d enjoy it, Uncle
We’d enjoy it, too
You’d meet Sally, Uncle
Just this once

People taking wives
Living little lives
Cozier than mice

We want nothing from you

Marrying for love
Push will come to shove
You’ll be thinking twice

I will not get angry, Uncle

Asking me to dine
Breaking open wine
Taking no advice

Well, you can have Christmas
And marriage as well
And to hell with your trees and your rice
I will not fill my plate
Socialize, or celebrate
With a fool and his family

Well

Let your love see you through
But have nothing to do
With me

Don't be cross Uncle

Oh, what else can I be when I live in such a world of fools as you?
And what good is Christmas to you, hmm, but a time for finding yourself a year older and not an hour richer?

Merry Christmas to you anyway Uncle

Bah humbug

Oh years are passing by my friend
How soon the clock does chime
And before you blink-

For God’s sake, child
Shut up and let me pass

Say have you forgotten how to smile, sir?

Move aside

Come and buy a ticket to the show?

I don't have time for nonsense

Life’ll pass you by in just a while, sir
And it may be later than you know

Help a little fellow reach the light, sir?

That's your problem, not mine

[LAMPLIGHTER
Otherwise I'm sure to get the sack

I am in a hurry, this is my house

Oughta take the time for doin’ right, sir
You’ll be sorry, sir, when you look back

Spare a coin for someone who is blind, sir?

Go to the workhouse old woman, I have nothing for you

None so blind as those who will not see

Release my arm, let go of me woman

Go your sorry way
And never mind, sir
Come the future
You’ll remember me

(spoken)
Look to yourself, look to yourself before it's too late

Let the stars in the sky remind us of man’s compassion
Let us love till we die and God bless us everyone

Just made fresh this morning

Damn this silly season
Damn all humankind
Makes you lose your reason
Makes you lose your mind
Next thing you know
I’ll be dancing in snow
Throwing coins to the poor
And the lame, and the blind
Well, I wish that the whole world
Would just let me be
Let the whole world be damned
It has nothing to do with me

Bah, Humbug