Kris Kringle Eight
They made rolling stone.
Faces on the cover page.
Straight from the north pole.
Its, the Kris Kringle Eight.
Dash keeps the books and don't make mistakes.
Dancer and Prancer sing backup first rate.
Vix is the mixer and sets up the stage.
Comet plays guitar without restraint.
Cupid plays a flute, but he's always late.
Dons on the drums, he sets the pace.
Blitzen plays a Gibson, jazzy bass.
Rudy sings lead, cause he's got the range.
Up on the roof.
what do we hear?
Rock n Roll music.
From Santas reindeer.
Merry Christmas, Happy holidays. God bless us Everyone.
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