Hello everyone. A few days ago I post a version of this song with the music by Mr. teecee and Mr. pianoman3, and a lovely vocal sing by Mr. pianoman3. You can listen to it here. It is a wondeful telling of the famous story of how they came to have big parties at the North Pole. Before we knew Mr. pianoman3 would do the vocal sing, Miklos talk me into doing it myself. I sing harmony background vocals sometimes at the Oszkars shows, but never a lead. But now I sing a lead. I feel like two totally different people as a lyric word writer and a vocal singer. But now we have Oszkars' songs on our page with vocals by Angyalks (It's My Turn to Drive) and Miklos (Chewin' Tobacco on Planes and Mrs. Claus has a Headache Again). And, of course, Istvan does most of the sings in our performances, although also Miklos on usually two songs per night.
Santa’s Everythingathon
Music by Mr. teecee
Lyric words and vocal sing by Odon Papp
When Santa first got reindeer clap
A scandal soon erupted
The elves and reindeers called a strike
Poor Vixen was corrupted
But then the questions rightly came
Of where had the outbreak started?
If Vixen was so innocent,
Whose clap had been imparted?
Santa knew where he had been,
And rightly got suspicious
His wife had passed a gift to him,
But one that was pernicious
Cupid, Comet, Blitzen, Donder?
The question’s there for all to ponder
Mrs. Claus, Mrs. Claus,
Who’s been deer to Mrs. Claus?
Mrs. Claus, Mrs. Claus,
Who’s been deer to Mrs. Claus?
Soon Burt the elfin doctor came
With gifts of penicillin
And bashful Vixen then confessed
That yes, she’d been quite willin’
Eventually the truth came out
That all had buzzed the brillo
For nothing pleasured Mrs. Claus
Like antlers on her pillow
Cupid, Comet, Blitzen, Donder?
The answer’s there for all to ponder
Mrs. Claus, Mrs. Claus,
All are deer to Mrs. Claus!
Mrs. Claus, Mrs. Claus,
All are deer to Mrs. Claus!
The Clauses saw they’d been shortsighted
Arctic orgy, all invited!
Elves and reindeer went and came
And both the Clauses did the same
So now you know the history
They’re satisfied, but blistery
Still they party on and on
At Santa’s everythingathon
Cupid, Comet, Blitzen, Donder?
The proof is there for all to ponder
Mrs. Claus, Mrs. Claus,
All are deer to Mrs. Claus!
Leave your mittens on the shelf
Dive on in and grab and elf
You can party on and on
At Santa’s everythingathon