NENeptunian elves
We are free and fairly sober
With so many toys to build
The machines are kind of tricky
Probably someone will be killed
But we gladly work for nothing
Fry
Which is good because we don't intend to pay
NENeptunian elves
The elves are back to work today
Hooray!
We have just a couple hours
To make several billion gifts
And the labor isn't easy
Then you'll all work triple shifts
You can make the job go quicker
If you turn up the controls to super speed
FLFry, Leela and Bender
It's back to work on Xmas Eve
NENeptunian elves
Hooray.
And though you're cold and sore and ugly
Your pride will mask the pain
Fry
Let my happy smile warm your hearts
NENeptunian elf
There's a toy lodged in my brain
NENeptunian elves
We are getting awfully tired
And we can't work any faster
And we're very, very sorry
Why you selfish little bastards!
Do you want the kids to think
That Santa's just a crummy empty handed jerk?!
Then shut your yaps and back to work!
NENeptunian elves
Now it's very nearly Xmas
And we've done the best we could
Fry
These toy soldiers are poorly painted
And they're made from inferior wood
I should give you all a beating
But I really have to fly
If I wasn't stuck here frozen
I'd harpoon you in the eye
NENeptunian elves
Now it's back into our tenements
To drown ourselves in rye
You did the best you could I guess
And some of these gorillas are okay
NENeptunian elves
HOORAY!
RERandom elf
We're adequate!
AAll
The elves have rescued Xmas Day
Hooray!
Fry
Here lies Philip J. Fry, named for his uncle, to carry on his spirit.
Pay dirt! I've got the clover! Plus, his wedding ring. Sorry, ladies, I'm taken. Hey, Fry, you want me to smack the corpse up a little?
Uhh, Bender, I think Fry needs a moment alone.
All right, grab a shovel. I'm only one skull short of a Mouseketeer reunion.