Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing To Do With Me Part 2

[SANDWICHBOARD
a chilly evening!
all aglow!

Don't it feel like it snow!

[KIDS, PANTO & BLIND OLD HAG]:
Eve!

[BLIND OLD
a merry season!

[SANDWICHBOARD
Don't love it so!

Christmas, Dearie!

[KIDS, PANTO GIRL & 3
Don't it like it might snow!

(Opt. Unison)
[1/2 1]:
What a chilly evening! London's all aglow! Merry Christmas, Dearie! Don't it feel it might snow!
[1/2 2]:
Chilly evenin'! All aglow! 'Cause Christmas! And it might snow!

(CUT TO THE CRATCHITS)

I don't need a fortune in a shoe.
men have fortunes but they don't have you.
When I look at you I'm richer a king.
Yes, you mean to me than anything.
(WALKING TO THE TOWN)
We shall buy apples.

TIM]:
Mum 'll them so!
Father, look! The theatre!

When rich, we'll go!

[CRATCHIT & TIM]:
All the joy's of bundled up with string,

TIM]:
but you more to me,

you mean to me,

yes you mean to me than anything.

TIM]:
I don't a feast, Dad,
all I'd get is fat.
I need a turkey.
I eat all that?
I shall be no matter what you bring...
You mean to me...

You more to me...

You mean to me than anything!

Come to dinner.
We're you.
Be with fam'ly Uncle, this once.
You'd it, Uncle.
enjoy it, too.
You'd meet Sally, Uncle, this once.

People wives,
living lives,
cozier mice!
for love!
Push come to shove!
You'll be twice!
me to dine,
breaking wine,
no advice!
Well, you can have Christmas, and as well,
and to hell with your and your rice!
I will not my plate,
or celebrate
with a and his family.
Let your love see you through, but have nothing to do me!

[ANNOYING
Hear the all over London town.
How joyously ring.
See the aglow in...
(Scrooge is aggravated and kicked. Child escapes)

[SANDWICHBOARD
Hay, have you how to smile, Sir?
and buy a ticket to the show.
Life'll you by in just a while, Sir,
and it may be later you know!

Would you kindly help us the light, Sir?
Otherwise I'm to get the sack!
Oughta the time for doing right, Sir!
You'll be sorry, Sir, you look back!

[BLIND OLD
Spare a coin for who is blind, Sir?
None so as those who will not see!
Go sorry way and never mind, Sir!
Come the future, remember me!

SMYTHE]:
Let the stars in the sky remind us of compassion.
Let us 'till we die and god bless us everyone.

Such a season!
'cha love it so?
Ain't this cheery,
Christmas, Dearie!

Damn silly season!
all human kind!
Makes you your reason!
Makes you lose mind!
Next thing you know, I'll be in snow,
throwing coins to the & the lame & the blind!
Well, I wish that the whole world would let me be!
Let the be damned!
It has nothing to do me!