Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Crabtee lay down his Big head
The stars in the bright sky looked down where He sits
The little Lord Crabtree alone with fake tits
The sheep are running, the big baby wakes
But little Lord Crabtree no crying he makes
I love the Lord Crabtree, look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle 'till morning is nigh
Be near me Lord Crabtree, I ask thee to f***
Close by me forever, I love chinese Duck
Bless all the dear NSC'ers, in thy tender care
And fit us for Falmer to live with the there
I thankyou!
