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I’m the tallest elf in the world
I’m the tallest elf in the whole world round
Until a taller elf on Earth is found
I’m the tallest elf in the world
The other elves looked down on me
“Well, really we looked up”
‘Til one day Santa Claus decreed
“This prejudice must stop
“My workshop is a place where every elf should work in peace
“Though one be taller than the rest by nearly three whole feet”
For I’m the tallest elf at the Pole
I’m the tallest elf at the old North Pole
Until a taller elf steps into the role
I’m the tallest elf at the Pole
“He’s the tallest elf in the world
He’s the tallest elf in the whole world round
Until a taller elf on Earth is found
He’s the tallest elf in the world”
In the world
I’m the tallest elf in the world
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Mr Gregg, you sleepy head
Lying in your chair when you should be in bed
Too much brandy went to your head and now you’re snoring
Then I appeared to your surprise
In a pink ballgown I look a prize
Into me your startled eyes are boring
But I am no mirage, no fake
I’m just here your hand to shake
Hello, hey, it’s me
The faerie form the top of your Christmas tree
And I’m here with a message from your heart
Hello, hey, listen up
To my truth bomb buttercup
You had some love and you let it fall apart
Every year you get the box
Out the closet and dust it off
And there I am, a painted peg in tinsel
Now I stand before you, man size
With my wand and sad kind eyes
That soak through self-denying lies like Rinso
But what is it I represent
By your subconscious what is meant
Hello, hey, it’s me
The faerie form the top of your Christmas tree
And I’m here with a message from your heart
Hello, hey, listen up
To my truth bomb buttercup
You had some love and you let it fall apart
But it’s not too late to make a fresh start
Your sister Claire is right there
Oblivious to your visitor
Your niece and nephew play on the stair with soldiers
Warm, open, kind hearts
Waiting for you to impart
Your truth that in your deepest dark still smoulders
There’s something hidden from yourself
That keeps you always on the shelf
Your family, friends and Santa’s elves
Have always known it pretty well
Hello, hey, it’s me
The faerie form the top of your Christmas tree
And I’m here with a message from your heart
Hello, hey, listen up
To my truth bomb buttercup
You had some love and you let it fall apart
But it’s not too late to make a fresh start
I hear that Mr Brown from two doors down
Is a man after your heart
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I'm a Snowflake
03:39
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I’m a snowflake, pretty little snowflake
Delicate as ice-water, soft as cotton wool
But when the snowflakes gather in abundance
We will make an avalanche
Knocking down your walls and breaking all your rules
I’ve a structure, perfect as a sculpture
Lovely and symmetrical, balanced and serene
For a moment, everything is crystal
If I take the time to explain just what I mean
I’m a snowflake, pretty little snowflake
Delicate as ice-water, soft as cotton wool
But when the snowflakes gather in abundance
We will make an avalanche
Knocking down your walls and breaking all your rules
You’re entitled to your opinions
And pre-conceived notions of what our lives entail
But you’d be wrong if you think that I’m afraid of you
Just because I’m small doesn’t mean I’m bound to fail
I’m a snowflake, pretty little snowflake
Delicate as ice-water, soft as cotton wool
But when the snowflakes gather in abundance
We will make an avalanche
Knocking down your walls and breaking all your rules
We’ve been waiting patiently for the clouds to fill with ice
Your bone-dry reign of terror is over
So you’d better think twice
Down we fall in a blizzard in a whorl
Glowing in the streetlamps, blanket on the ground
It says a lot for mass movements
And strength in solidarity when word gets around
I’m a snowflake, pretty little snowflake
Delicate as ice-water, soft as cotton wool
But when the snowflakes gather in abundance
We will make an avalanche
Knocking down your walls and breaking all your rules
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Winter Time
03:34
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Late lies the wintry sun a-bed
A frosty firey sleepy head
Blinks but an hour or two and then
A blood-red orange sets again
Before the stars have left the skies
At morning in the dark I rise
And shivering in my nakedness
By the cold candle bathe and dress
Close by the jolly fire I sit
To warm my frozen bones a bit
Or with the reindeer sled explore
The colder countries round the door
Late lies the wintry sun a-bed
A frosty firey sleepy head
Blinks but an hour or two and then
A blood-red orange sets again
When to go out my nurse doth wrap
Me in my comforter and cap
The cold wind burns my face and blows
Its frosty pepper up my nose
Late lies the wintry sun a-bed
A frosty firey sleepy head
Blinks but an hour or two and then
A blood-red orange sets again
Black are my steps on silver sod
Thick blows my frosty breath abroad
And tree and house and hill and lake
Are frosted like a wedding cake
Late lies the wintry sun a-bed
A frosty firey sleepy head
Blinks but an hour or two and then
A blood-red orange sets again
Late lies the wintry sun a-bed
A frosty firey sleepy head
Blinks but an hour or two and then
A blood-red orange sets again
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Consumerist Christmas
03:26
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It’s coming round again all the halls are bedecked
But will you be paying by cash or card or cheque
Come on don’t be the Krampus don’t be the Grinch
Buy some tat or you will get lynched
Buy some tat or you will get lynched
Oh no, not another consumerist Christmas
Oh no, not another consumerist Christmas
Please let the snow stop the lorries full of junk
Slip Santa some Baileys so he gets a little drunk
And loses his consignment of Coca Cola
Under the wheel of a big steamroller
Under the wheel of a big steamroller
Oh no, not another consumerist Christmas
Oh no, not another consumerist Christmas
[Mystery talkie bit]
All I want for Christmas is a great big hug
And a happy smile across your great big mug
And maybe some time with the folks would be nice
A leg up on the ladder and some friendly advice
A leg up on the ladder and some friendly advice
Oh no, not another consumerist Christmas
Oh no, not another consumerist Christmas
Oh no, not another consumerist Christmas
Oh no, not another consumerist Christmas
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Lewis Mullen Glasgow, UK
I write the kind of music I'd like to listen to, and I hope you enjoy listening to it to. It's a window into a slightly different world that's a more honest mirror of our own
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