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Scrooge's Streets of London

He hunts the streets of London Like a jackal hunts its prey, He walks the streets of London All his tenants they must pay In the darkest streets of London His cold office is located, In those dingey streets of London, His bad reputation was created Ghosts visit the streets of London With warnings from the present and past, Lessons from those streets of London Learning why Scrooge became an outcast There is joy in those streets of London At Christmas, there is joy in the air Scrooge learns from the streets of London Family joy and love for all we care Scrooge now walks the streets of London With new joy and peace in his heart Seeing the love in the streets of London At last, he has made a fresh start.

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