Up on the rooftop reindeer pause
Out jumps good ole Santa Claus
He has some post from H S E
Delivering presents will be messy
No no no he can't go
No no no he can't go
Up on the rooftops
Click click click
No more chimneys
For good Saint Nick
Dear Santa, no more heights
You might fall and get a fright
No heavy lifting, no more fires
No more skis only Goodyear Tyres
No no no he can't go
No no no he can't go
Up on the rooftops
Click click click
No more chimneys
For good Saint Nick
No more flyin' at dead of night
Unless your sleigh is full of lights.
You can't stereo type the toys
Guns for girls, and dolls for boys
No no no he can't go
No no no he can't go
Up on the rooftops
Click click click
No more chimneys
For good Saint Nick
Don't drink sherry left as a surprise
Or else the police will breathalyse
No mince pies for you to eat
Or you will be classed as obese
No no no he can't go
No no no he can't go
Up on the rooftops
Click click click
No more chimneys
For good Saint Nick
© Carolyn Davison 7th November 2014
