THIS SONG IS DONE TO BUFFET'S MARGARITAVILLE. WE DO
IT IN C-F-G.
LYRICS BY GEORGE GERMADNIK AND THE WHOOSITS BIG PILE
GOODTIME GARBAGE BAND
THE INDENTURED ELF
1. LIVIN’ ON FRUIT CAKE, WATCHIN’ THE ICE BREAK
EVERYTHING HERE IS COVERED WITH SNOW
THE PENGUINS ARE FREEZIN’, AND I KNOW THE REASON
IT’S COLDER THAN HELL AND I JUST GOTTA GO
CHORUS: SLAVIN’ AWAY AGAIN IN SANTARITAVILLE
STUCK IN THE SNOW, HOW I WISH IT WOULD MELT
IT’S CLEARER EACH DAY THAT I CAN’T GET AWAY
AND I KNOW, I’M AN INDENTURED ELF
2. THEY MIGHT CALL IT TREASON, BUT I HATE CHRISTMAS
SEASON
AND THAT ARROGANT REINDEER WITH THE SHINEY RED
NOSE
I SLAVE IN A TOY SHOP, THE ORDERS JUST WON’T STOP
WE NEVER SEE WOMEN, THIS PLACE REALLY BLOWS
CHORUS
3. IF I COULD GET FREE HERE, I’D WORK FOR KEEBLER
LIVE ON SOUTH PADRE AND WORK ON MY TAN
BUT I’M STUCK IN THIS WASTE LAND WITH A JOB THAT I
CAN’T STAND
BUSTIN’ MY ASS FOR A BIG, FAT, OLD MAN
CHORUS
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