Chipmunks Roasting on an Open Fire
Vocal and rhythm guitar by me; fiddle and harmonica by my friend Dan Doshier (Zions Music & Books, Central Point, OR).
Solo songwriter/guitarist.
Lyrics
CHIPMUNKS ROASTING ON AN OPEN FIRE
Chipmunks roasting on an open fire,
Bluebirds nipping at your nose,
Yuletide carolers being hung from a wire
And folks pissed off at Eskimos;
Ev'rybody knows
The turkeys ate the mistletoe;
Birds that dumb deserve to die;
And tiny tots that to bed will not go
Will join them, later on tonight.
You see, there's someone on her way
And she got lots of toys and goodies to display,
And any little eyes that try to spy
Will see if children really know how to fly...
And so I'm offering this warning once,
In case you haven't got a clue:
Get your asses to bed
Or you'll wish you were dead--
Merry Christmas to you.
[SHORT INSTRUMENTAL BREAK, THEN REPEAT VERSE TO END]
(c) 2007. All the usual rights reserved just in case. No animals were harmed in the writing of this song.
That is now my favorite Christmas song of ALL time! Merry Christmas Joe! Good to see you sense of humor is unimpeded by the cheerfulness of the season! BSR