Sonata Arctica - Christmas Spirits (Radio Edit) lyrics
[Sonata Arctica - Christmas Spirits Radio Edit lyrics]
Undecked halls, this seems fishy
Rudolph's running down to Santa's shack
"The elves are gone the times are busy
"I cannot build the toys with
One pair of hands"
Oh my, the empty shelves
They found the hidden Spirit's
Of last Christmas now I see fuel your nose
We'll search the city
Those guys will drink the world
A dry of Irish things
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
Run, Rudolph run, with bells and whistles
We're searching every bar and guest house
The Santa's call they'll heed, soon wobble
In a circle round the tilted Christmas tree
Santa, pretty plеase
Won't you let us have morе Irish tea for
We'll be fuelled by Christmas Spirit's
From this day on till the end of times
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
Why you little tea glazed monsters
These toys I see, they're
Not exactly for children, i believe
You've gotta be out of your minds
These are toys of a different kind
What would you do with this one anyway
Here's what we'll do now
Undo the mess, get back in the line now
Then go, build toys and a fiddle
24 days and nights in the moonlight
You'll work and here is a riddle
"What doesn't have feet
Still runs away it's time"
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
Rudolph's running down to Santa's shack
"The elves are gone the times are busy
"I cannot build the toys with
One pair of hands"
Oh my, the empty shelves
They found the hidden Spirit's
Of last Christmas now I see fuel your nose
We'll search the city
Those guys will drink the world
A dry of Irish things
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
Run, Rudolph run, with bells and whistles
We're searching every bar and guest house
The Santa's call they'll heed, soon wobble
In a circle round the tilted Christmas tree
Santa, pretty plеase
Won't you let us have morе Irish tea for
We'll be fuelled by Christmas Spirit's
From this day on till the end of times
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
Why you little tea glazed monsters
These toys I see, they're
Not exactly for children, i believe
You've gotta be out of your minds
These are toys of a different kind
What would you do with this one anyway
Here's what we'll do now
Undo the mess, get back in the line now
Then go, build toys and a fiddle
24 days and nights in the moonlight
You'll work and here is a riddle
"What doesn't have feet
Still runs away it's time"
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la
La la lala la la la lala lala la