Lyrics:
sweater) Little goblins will get vile On a pickled roast beast pile We're all feeling gleesome Don't ask where the meat's from Do you hear what I hear? All
Even thirty-five years later I am still somewhat Unprepared as I write What happened next How he sprinted away A gleesome hart How I stood there, still
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