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jólasveinar
01:44
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o rest ye merry gentlemen, but best ye not betray
the christmas witch who bore you and sent you all this way
thirteen lads of little charm,
their mother they obey
o, tidings from these thirteen deployed,
these wayward boys
o, tidings of their dark, monstrous ploys
grýla with her knife in hand
reclines inside a cave
on children's flesh she sates herself
but soon enough she'll crave
the might and strength of satan's pow'r
that ice-cold tidal wave
o, tidings from those in her employ, those thirteen boys
grim tidings of those whom they destroy
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the year king
01:42
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we're off to the woods to kill the year king
two hoops at right angle held aloft we'll bring
we'll hunt him and tire him off of the wing
and that's how we'll make capture of the year king
his clothes will be all torn, his shoes will be all worn
he'll suffer the same fate as john barleycorn
crashing through the undergrowth we seek that cheerful heart
he's up and off the fencepost with a sudden start
an army of small footprints behind us in the dirt
the gap between closes like the buttons on his brown shirt
his clothes are all torn, his shoes are all worn
he's suffered the same fate as john barleycorn
so it's up with the kettle and down with the pan
won't you give us a penny to bury the wren
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