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There are not many liner notes for this one. There never are, I guess, but his has less than usual.

Album produced by Tim Y. Jones

Song list, with relevant info (see key)
! = final mix by Tony Huerta, Eko Recording www.ekorecording.com
@ = final mix by Bill Hare, DYZ Studio www.dyz.com
# = final mix by Tim Y. Jones, The Bat Cave
$ = recorded at June Audio, Sean McEntyre www.juneaudio.com
% = recorded at Eko Recording, Tony Huerta www.ekorecording.com
^ = recorded at The Bat Cave, Tim Y. Jones
a,c,g,t,w = Andy, Chris, Glen, Tim, Weston - who's voices are on this track?
*instruments programmed by Tim Y. Jones

1. Hey Dee !^t
2. Tim for Eggnog !^t
3. Feliz @$a,c,g,t,w
4. Jingle Bell Rockin' !#$c,g,t,w
***more to come***

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Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad
Prospero año y felicidad

I want to wish you a merry Christmas
I want to wish you a merry Christmas
I want to wish you a merry Christmas
From the bottom of my heart

No new year's day
To celebrate
No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away
No first of spring
No song to sing
In fact it's just another ordinary day
I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart

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In a world,
Where winter reigns.
From the coldest reaches of the earth he comes,
With pale frozen skin,
Eyes as black as coal,
And a heart of ice.
One man.
One snow-man.

Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul,
With a corncob pipe and a button nose
And two eyes made out of coal.
Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale, they say,
He was made of snow but the children know,
How he came to life one day.

Whee
Yay
Yippie

So there I was.
I was just hanging out in the meadow,
Enjoying the snow, man.
When all of a sudden,
This snow... man,
Just stands up,
And starts walking around all by himself.

There must have been some magic in that
Old silk hat they found.
For when they placed it on his head
He began to dance around.

2,3,4!

Pretty Groovy

F-fr-fra-f-fr-frosty the snowman
Was alive as he could be,
And the children say he could laugh
And play just the same as you and me, and me, and me...

Frosty the snowman [x4]

Frosty the snowman knew
The sun was hot that day,
So he said, "Let's run and
We'll have some fun
Now before I melt away."

Frooosssty

Down to the village,
With a broomstick in his hand,
Running here and there all
Around the square saying,
Catch me if you can.

He led them down the streets of town
Right to the traffic cop.
And he only paused a moment when
He heard him holler "Stop!"

There have been stunning reports of a giant sub-ambulatory snow creature terrorizing the citizens of our town.
Ma'am, you're an eye witness,
Please tell us what you saw.

I don't know what kind of city our mayor is trying to run here.
The very idea of a giant snowman running down a public street where my little Suzie could be trampled,
The city council is going to get a letter from me.

Frosty the snow man
Had to hurry on his way,
But he waved goodbye saying,
"Don't you cry,
I'll be back again some day."

Thumpetty thump thump,
Thumpety thump thump,
Look at Frosty go.
Do be do be doo
Thumpetty thump thump,
Thumpety thump thump,
Over the hills of snow. [x2]

Look at Frosty go-oh [x3]

But then he picks up a guitar,
And he starts playing "Stairway".
And then he opens his mouth,
And 144 tiny black reindeer
Come swarming out of his mouth,
And they all looked like Ghandi, man.

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Fruitcake on my doorstep
Left here anonymously
Who brought this here, this bundle of cheer?
Who jingled all the way, hey, heeeeeeeeeeey

My fruitcake brings joy to my soul and a smile to my face
The mere thought of tasting this delectable dessert
Makes me giddy with anticipation
And I giggle like a happy pixie

My fruitcake!

Someone rang my doorbell
Ran off conspicuously
Who's out of sight this silent night?
Who made the yuletide gay, gay, gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

I love my fruitcake

Fruitcaaaaaaaaaaaake

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You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel
You're as cuddly as a cactus
You're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch
You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel

You're a monster, Mr. Grinch
Your heart's an empty hole
Your brain is full of spiders
You've got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch
I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole

You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch
You have termites in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch
Given the choice between the two of you, I would take the ... seasick crocodile.

You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch
You're a nasty, wasty skunk
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your brain is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch

Oooh, the three words that describe you best are as follows, and I quote (wot)
Stink, stank, stunk
Stink, stank, stunk
Stink, stank, stunk
Stink, stank, stunk

- INTERLUDE -

Oooh, the three words that describe you best are as follows, and I quote (wot)
Stink, stank, stunk

You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch
You're the king of sinful sots
You're a rotter rott, Mr. Grinch, you sot
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch

Your heart's a dead tomato splotch with moldy purple spots
Your heart's a dead tomato splotch with moldy purple spots

Your soul's an apalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of
Your soul's an apalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of
Rubbish imaginable
Rubbish imaginable
Rubbish imaginable, bad Mr. Grinch.

Mangled up in tangled up knots
Mangled up in tangled up knots
Mangled up in tangled up knots, bad Mr. Grinch.

You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch, with a nauseaus super-naus
You're a crooked jerky jockey and you drive a crooked horse, Mr. Grinch.
You, sir, are a triple decker toadstool and sauerkraut sandwich with arsenic sauce

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Hey Dee, is this yours?

No.

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Better watch out, better not cry

I thought there was no such thing as Santa Claus
He was just a silly childhood myth
Then up in the chimney, I hear a funny sound
Could it be a fat man coming down?
And I saw his face, now I'm a believer
Look at all the toys, he left by the tree
Christmas Eve!
Oooooahhhh, Christopher Kringle I'm singing Jingle Bells tonight

Better not pout I'm telling you why

Now my wife wants me put in the loony bin
Just because I told her what I saw
People don't believe me, but I'll give 'em proof
See the reindeer droppings on my roof!
And I saw his face, now I'm a believer
He was big and round, a gleam in his eye
Giant Elf!
Oooooahhhh, brought me a wookiee ate milk and cookies then was gone

He see's when you're are sleeping, he knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good so be good for goodness sake

Santa Claus is coming with his bag full of toys
Santa Claus is coming for the girls and the boys
He's got a reindeer sleigh
And he's on his way
He's the Boogie-Woogie Santa Claus
He's coming today

Well hello, Rudolph
This is Louis, Rudolph
It's so nice to have you drivin' Santa's sleigh
You're lookin' swell, Rudolph
With the red nose, Rudolph
I keep hopin' that you're drivin' and you're comin' to my house

Nobody knows the presents I need
Nobody knows but Santa

If your friend Bob's a snowman and he lives out on your lawn
Then just wait until the summer, 'cause then he will be gone

Good-night Santa, well I've got to sleep
Good-night Santa, I have got to weep
The candy canes are calling and the cookies
so good-night Santa, I miss you

I've been sledding all the day long with my friend named Pete
He's been shooting all the reindeer, they went up his feet

Santa Claus is my friend, 'cause he brings me some toys
And he's coming in December for all the girls and guys

Santa don't think I'm crazy, he still treats me well
He brings my presents to my padded cell
Then I saw his face now I'm a believer
Look at all the toys he left by the tree
Then I saw his face now I'm a believer
Look at all the toys he left by the tree
Then I saw his face now I'm a believer
Look at all the toys he left by the tree
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe

Santa Claus is coming to town

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Yeah, I was angry.
The kind of angry you can only get...
...in a shopping mall.

It was a beautiful December day.
The shiny decorations were up in the store windows
And festive music was wafting through the mall air.
I was looking for a few more gifts for some of my compadres
And thinking I might stop in and say "hi" to Jenny at the Pretzel Palace...

...When I saw him...

There, in the main courtyard,
Surrounded by mobs of adoring children,
Pretending to be, St. Nicolas.

Garbed in a cheap, red, fleece suit.
Where does he get the audacity?!
And right there in the middle of the mall,
Where all humanity can gaze upon his deception!

And his obvious dissimilarity to the man he is imitating.
Even if he does sit there, gloating, on an ornate glowing thrown,
Attended by cheap, dime-store elves!

Prosthetic Santa.
Your gut is an illusion.
I can only surmise,
That the twinkle in your eyes,
Is as false as your beard.

Prosthetic Santa.
You fly a phony reindeer.
And your insincere mirth,
And your counterfeit girth,
Is a flaky veneer.

Granted my eyesight isn't what it used to be
After that accident with the baking soda;
But even I could see that this was not Father Christmas.
His body-fat was well below Santa-levels;
And his dark, bushy eyebrows were sticking out
From under the nappy, cottony, gobs stuck over his eyes.
And kids were sitting on his lap!

What madness is this?!
That allows parents to willfully offer up their younglings
To this Spurious Claus?!

Wherefore is the comforting protection of mall security?!
To hasten forth to lay their hands upon this
Hollow Mockery of Holiday Happiness?!

What has the world come to?!
When this Illegitimate Pseudo-Santa holds court in the midst
Of his thick-minded, commercially driven subjects?!

Prosthetic Santa
You're a bogus bag of jelly.
All the cookies you eat,
Are the fruit of deceit,
And they fatten your lie!

Prosthetic Santa
You're the charlatan of jingles.
You bamboozle yourself,
You're a humbugging elf,
And the Sugar Plums cry.

How many gallons of eggnog
Do you think we'd have to drink
Before we thought that your obesity
Was true?

All that you promised is void
Because you lack the power that Santa has
That lets him do the things that he
Can do.

I could hardly restrain myself from screaming out,
"Not only do you lack the dignity and grandeur of
Jolly Old St. He's-Better-Than-You-In-Every-Way,
But you also look nothing like him!"

You've got a score of holiday feasts to shove down your gullet
Before you will capture the rotund opulence of my main man Santa Clizzle!
You're far too lean to respectably inhabit
The vast fur-lined trousers of Captain Cringle.

You have no beaming, jovial jowls.
In fact, you look more like Jim Carrey
If he'd been hit repeatedly with a medium-sized toaster oven!
His are large mittens to fill indeed!

Oh! I have seen the very face of evil!
And his name is: Fake... Santa... Guy.

Prosthetic Santa
I conclude you're an imposter!
My stomach is sick,
When I see how trick,
In your fuzzy façade.

Prosthetic Santa
All your candy canes are dirty!
And I doubt when you say,
You can fly in your sleigh,
'Cause I think you're a fraud!

When I see what you did,
By confusing the kids,
I get jolly with rage!

You would play me the fool,
For a miserable Yule,
And you ruin my fudge!

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Rudolph you're a freaky animal dude your nose is luminous not VOLuminous that would be your ego man just 'cuz you help the sleigh man what's up I'm trying to sleep turn off your NOSE man.