Single / Track
Nothing to Do With Me Part 1
Lyrics
If the poor have to eat
Let them beg upon the street
Or apply at the workhouse door!
If they refuse to earn
Then let them learn
What a prison's for!
I abhor how they whine, how they want whatever's mine
Why should I give a thing for free?
Let them beg 'til they're blue
It has nothing to do with me!
I say let them die, and decrease the surplus population!
Good afternoon
Mister Scrooge, I'm sorry
But sir, might I go?
Might you pay me early just this once?
Picking a man's pocket every twenty-fifth of December?
My Tiny Tim is ill, sir
Youngest son, you know
Wife and children need me
Just this once
People wanting this
People wanting that
Spreading bloody cheer!
It's only once a year, sir
Plucking at your sleeve
Holding out their hats
Singing in your ear!
Oh, I'm sorry
I never meant to—
Taking off the day
Asking for their pay!
Only once a year
Only once a year!
Well, you can take Christmas and stuff it with bread
And if that isn't perfectly clear
I do not need to know of your family or your woe
I suggest Tiny Tim drink tea!
He's only six!
Give him tea, give him stew
It has nothing to do with me!
Come to Christmas dinner
We're inviting you
Be with family, uncle
Just this once
No, thank you
You'd enjoy it, Uncle
We'd enjoy it, too
You'd meet Sally, uncle
Just this once!
People taking wives
Living little lives
Cozier than mice!
We want nothing from you
Marrying for love
Push will come to shove
You'll be thinking twice!
I will not get angry, Uncle