And goes under his wishing tree
And there he realises he is actually free
And snoops around there for bots three.
He finds the bots and switches them off
And cruel Ra Ti hits Laurel and Hardy hard
And Hardy farts and Laurel poops
And Sogo pays all the taxes in a loop;
Beedee calls up my special Pratty
And asks him to send some chicken patty;
Pratty then calls up the hen
To send posto to our Hercules's den;
Beedee's company which is ours
Comes to Santa like a singing lark
And everyday after that for all immortal eternity
All the Jews praise God to infinity...
Each day they denounce the Toy factories
And toys are made absolutely obsolete;
Victory for the God and Goddess each moment
And Hercules and Santa and all God's Jewish men!
Victory Victory Victory is the sound
All for my Pratty and friends all around!
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