• The sound of the Bells went along,
    As the sleigh went forth with children and all.
    They Laugh with joy and glee aloud,
    While this old time happiness has just been found.
    "Oh," they'll say, "What a pleasent holiday it will be,
    Sitting with the family under the tree.
    THere be toys
    and joys,
    and all kinds of games
    Here with the Holidays."

    Jingle and a jangle can be heard,
    All across the this forsaken earth.
    Hatred and War,
    Lies and more.
    But what a holiday it will be,
    Sitting with people under the tree.
    THere will be hope and kindness,
    between a pesant and her Highness.
    So let it be heard,
    There will be peace on earth,
    Here with the holidays.

    So as long there will be a tree,
    and People like me,
    May your holidays be grand,
    let your hope and joy be hand and hand.
    Do not get greedy,
    Or be to needy.
    So let your singing heart soar,
    In the wild up roar,
    That will be here with the Holidays.

    Happy holidays to all, and to all let it be a pleasent time.