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Throw the Yule Log On

A Christmas song by P.D.Q. Bach


Throw the yule log on, Uncle John
Throw the yule log on, Uncle John

Throw the yule log

on Uncle John.

(Soprano: Fa la la, fa la la, fa la la, fa la la, fa la la, fa fa mi fa
Alto: Wahza whuza wuhza wuhza wuhza woo woo, wuhza wuhza wuhza woo woo, wuhza wuhza wuhza wuhza woo wah
Tenor: Chick chick chick chick chick chick chick chick-a chick-a chick-a boom bah
Bass: Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ha)

Put the pickle down, Uncle John
Put the pickle down, Uncle John

Put the pickle

down Uncle John.


(Soprano: Fa la la, fa la la, fa la la, fa la la, fa la la, fa fa mi fa
Alto: Wahza whuza wuhza wuhza wuhza woo woo, wuhza wuhza wuhza woo woo, wuhza wuhza wuhza wuhza woo wah
Tenor: Chick chick chick chick chick chick chick chick-a chick-a chick-a boom bah
Bass: Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ha)

Ten o’clock on Christmas morn and all the guests are coming to the door;
Ten o’clock on Christmas morn and Uncle John’s already on the floor.
Though the weather’s bitter cold there’s not a frown to mar the festive mood;
Wait ’til they discover that old Uncle John has eaten all the food.


Hear the hall clock strike, Uncle John
Hear the hall clock strike, Uncle John

Hear the hall clock

strike Uncle John.

(Soprano: Fa la la, fa la la, fa la la, fa la la fa la la, fa fa mi fa
Alto: Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear, fuzzy wuzzy had no hair, fuzzy wuzzy wasn’t fuzzy wuzzy wuzzy wuhza wuhza woo wah
Tenor: Sis sis sis sis sis sis sis sis sis boom bah
Bass: Boom chick boom chick boom chick boom chick boom chick boom chick boom boom boom buhzoowah doowah)

Please, will you come to Uncle John?
Please, will you come to Uncle John?
Gather around poor Uncle John.
Please, will you come to Uncle John (the no-good good-for-nothing),
Oh, when will you come to Uncle John?

Oh, when will you come to,

Uncle John?

Date: 2003-12-16 07:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecutepolice.livejournal.com
We performed this in choir my jr. year in high school. It's the funniest song!!!!

Date: 2003-12-16 08:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] violachic.livejournal.com
I love PDQ Bach :-)

Date: 2003-12-16 09:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angellam.livejournal.com
Quite a fun live show I must say.

Date: 2003-12-16 09:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] catbirdgirl.livejournal.com
never heard this- but reading it it took me a second to get it! it's hilarious!

Date: 2003-12-16 01:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] violachic.livejournal.com
Its very funny when you hear it done properly...

Date: 2003-12-16 09:40 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] off_coloratura
Hooray!

Date: 2003-12-16 10:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jasenka.livejournal.com
done it.
:)

Date: 2003-12-16 11:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] syphilis.livejournal.com
It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true

They've got cars big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day

You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you

FAIRYTALE OF NEW YORK
~Pogues

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