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Paul
a cold wind blows it chills you
Chills you to the
But there's nothing in that
freezes your

years of being alone
It paints you with
Like a paints with rouge
And the worst of the

The hated and cursed
Is the one that we Scrooge (yeah)
as any
And the wrath of

This is Ebenezer
Oh, goes Mr. Humbug
There Mr. Grim
If they gave a prize for bein'

the would be him
Oh, Scrooge he loves his
'Cause he thinks it him power
If he became a you can bet he would be sour

There goes Mr.
There Mr. Greed
The undisputed of
The deed

He folks a fortune
For his and drafty houses
Us poor folk live in
It's even worse for

He be so lonely
He be so sad
He to extremes
To convince us bad

He's really a victim of fear and of
close and there must be
a sweet man
Naaaah!

goes Mr. Outrage
There Mr. Sneer
He has no time for or fun
His anger makes that

ask him for a favor
'Cause his nastiness
No crust of for those in need
No for us meeces

There goes Mr.
There Mr. Cruel
He gives
He takes

Yes that's his only
If bein' mean's a way of
you and rehearse,
all that work is paying off

'Cause Scrooge is worse
day
In way
Scrooge is getting