A Christmas Story

Fools around me, the city's going under (going under)
 Stealing, begging, poverty and plunder (poverty and plunder)
 All these folks they're nothing but a bother
 All of town is
 Loud, disturbing, singing for each other
 I can't stand this
 Time of Christmas joy and celebration
 Leave me be
 Sir, I wouldn't mind some heat
 Your office's more than warm enough
 I could buy more coal just down the street
 And spend more money, than we need? No, thanks!
 They think my intentions are joyful and triumphant
 Wealth and fortune has given me my comfort
 I've paid the price of my success with pride and dignity
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 Would you help the people at the workhouse?
 They have no one to cherish
 Poor, young children and Christmas 'round the corner
 They might perish
 You come here thinking, "I am your salvation"
 'Cause they're dying
 Then let them, that would decrease the population
 I'm not lying
 Now leave me, go in peace and have yourself a
 Good merry Christmas day
 You know tomorrow's Christmas day
 A working day like always
 Maybe if I came in late
 Then expect no payment for that day!
 They think my intentions are joyful and triumphant
 Wealth and fortune has given me my comfort
 I've had enough of welfare and of Christmas cheering
 He fell to his knees
 And past away that dark, black Christmas
 Oh, Jacob Marley
 Oh, my friend and so you're gone
 He's gone, which means the profit's mine
 Only mine since that Christmas night
 Dear Bob Cratchit needs a day
 To celebrate this season
 I wish this holiday would go away
 For many, many reasons
 Christmas is faithful, joyful and triumphant
 Bringing to others happiness and comfort
 They think Christmas is faithful, joyful and triumphant
 Bringing to others happiness and comfort
 Bah, humbug to you all now let me go in peace alone