All I Want For Christmas...

'Deck the Halls'

Deck the halls with chicken feathers
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
The King is wearing warmer leathers
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Don we now our cracker hats
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la.
Troll's all smell like Bog and Hoggle
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.

See the flying chickens 'fore us.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Strike the pans and join the chorus.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
King's eye begins to twitch and tremor
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
While I tell of goblin treasures.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Armpit ale fills our glasses.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Swing about your swords and axes
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Sing we loudly, all together.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Heedless of the King and weather.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.

'Rosalinda the Red-beaked Chicken'

Rosalinda, the red-beaked chicken 
has very pointed claws. 
And if you ever see her, 
you will be in Death's jaws 

Our Goblin king Jareth 
used to laugh and call her names. 
He never let poor Rosalinda
join in any chicken games.
('Cept the Chicken Toss!)

Then one soggy Summer's Eve 
Goblins came to say: 
"Rosalinda with your beak so sharp, 
Fell out the tower, straight into my heart!" 

Oh how Waffle loved her 
and they attack with glee, 
Rosalinda the red-beaked chicken, 
you'll go down in history!