Luyện nghe bài hát A Visit From StNicholson

Twas the fright before
No one me
a big bowl of popcorn, watching TV

I stretched, gave a yawn, settled back in my
In that St. Nicholson soon would be there
The children were lying awake without
Theyd seen all his movies; He them the creeps

Id up cuckoos nest with my trusty remote
To the where he had all the nuts in the boat
When out in the yard, there arose such a
I turned off the TV to see it was

And what to my wandering eyes approach
But the Los Angeles Lakers, and Pat Riley, their
The was racing, the team at its heels
Thats when I saw him: the man at the
He ranted and cursed, and waved his swizzle stick
And I knew in a it must be Jack Nick

rapid than the Celtics these Lakers they came
He screamed like a mad man and called by name
Now Magic, now Worthy, now and Kareem
On Cooper, on and the rest of the team

the chimney St. Nicholson came with a groan
Then he brushed off the suit and said, Honey, Im

He was wearing a trench coat, with beer it was
And his shirt was clawed to shreds by Shirley
He had a fat face and a beer belly
From too many to the bar and the deli

He said, It's tough when an actor fat and lazy
I only get calls to play weirdos and
And middle-aged with washed up careers
But Ill fix them all and play this year

And with that, he buried his head in the and said
Lets see what you get from your old Jack
A hatchet for daddy", he reared his head
To scare all those little upstairs in bed
And a stiff drink for mommy in a nice tall
She could really use something to that bug up her chimney

a wink of his eye and a twist of his face
He threw all the stockings the fireplace
could I do? What could I say?
What would I wear on my Christmas day?

I asked for a reason and turning his
He straight at me and heres what he said
Why? You wanna know
Do you really wanna know why, Ill tell you why

When out Christmas shopping
You know, doing your Christmas things
With all little Christmas friends
Spreading all that cheer
With those Christmas songs?

Did you ever stop and of
Picking up a little for old Jack?
Did you ever stop to of what Jack might like for Christmas?
You know Jack the movies up on the big screen
Pouring his out, giving it everything hes got

Day in and day out, just trying as as he can
To a tiny little bit of sunshine
Into your little humdrum lives
Did you think of good ole Jack for a second?
No, not once, maybe old Jack just wasnt good

Maybe, I good enough
In the postman rings twice
my guts out for you in that one
Cuckoos nest, the shining, of fricking Eastwick
Prizzis honor, all for you, pal

Just to brighten up for you
Not enough though, is it?
No, you want me to brighten up the Christmas season
Isnt that what you want,
Okay, let's make things real bright around

do you say we decorate the tree?
String up pretty lights here
Oh, shes brighter already
What do you say we take cute little angel
And ram her on the top branch,

How about some for the whole thing?
I mean, let's make her as bright as she can be
do you say we light her up and chuck her
Through the old picture window

No point in a tree as bright
As all without giving the neighbors
A to see, dont you think?
There, you glad ole Jack stopped by

The flames towered brightly in the cold, sky
As he made for his limo and bade his
And an age may unfold air I fail to
That visit from St. Nicholson, which Id sooner

But I swear by the goose bumps my skin
Ill always remember that devilish grin
And his voice, crying out as he from sight
Christmas to all and I hope I never see you again
For as long as I live, for out loud