Lightbulb-Eating Selfie, by Derwood Bowen

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1.	The Boss Man Knows What You Did On His Day Off 02:26	lyrics	buy track
Axe, get the axe axe, get the axe, gonna get the axe, get the axe axe, gonna get the axe (repeat in background) Be careful when you're asking for a raise I've been tracking your behavior now for days How have you ruined our image and Made the company look bad? Let me count the ways. You didn't think that anyone would know better Doing sly deals with our competitors Cameras were watching you, heard it from your colleagues too, Explains why you never were on time. I know what you did on my day off! So write 'em up, up, up Write 'em up, up, up Write 'em up, up, up, you're fired! So write 'em up, up, up Write 'em up, up, up Write 'em up, up, up, you're fired! Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh (I'm the boss) Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh I catch embezzlement and pranks with hawk eyes Another hope for a promotion just dies From my high, high horse I'll make you wish you were me, But with that stained and wrinkled uniform you'll never be Started that water fight; you thought I'd never get a look Heard about it on our company's Facebook Just because I'm not presently there Doesn't mean I don't have spies everywhere! I know what you did on my day off! I know what you did on my day off! So write 'em up, up, up Write 'em up, up, up Write 'em up, up, up, you're fired! So write 'em up, up, up Write 'em up, up, up Write 'em up, up, up, you're fired! Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh (I'm the boss) Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh (I'm the boss) Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh
2.	A Proper Song 02:03	lyrics	buy track
We look down and scoff upon the common citizen We see their dress and posture and we ask "What's wrong with them?" They slump, speak poorly, and are untidy, the sight of them is quite unsightly They should learn to act the way we do because we're proper people. She puts on a fancy dress which adheres to the rules I put on my suit and bowtie, yes bowties are stylish Each night's dinner is steak and wine; greasy burgers are not divine We do this for the sake of dignity, because we're proper people. When this restaurant catches fire, of this you can be sure We don't panic, run, or scream, we're not so immature With our style of classy living, we point and gasp and say "Good heavens!" And then proceed to get out gracefully because we're proper people.
3.	Sexy Green Paper 03:26	lyrics	buy track
I got money and you find that sexy! Struttin' down the street and sportin' my chains Lookin' for love from an impressionable dame Eyes make their way to a beautiful honey Tell me more about how you're attracted to money I'm feelin' the heat as she starts to draw near I got 10's, 20's, 100's, and a grin from ear to ear And I'll share wit' you my glory if you come chill wit' me But you say you'll take one dolla' and you'll let me be free? At first I thought you was clownin' and tryin' to be funny But now I understand your attraction to money You gladly take my Washington and tell me se ya' later So that you can make out wit' yo' sexy green paper I moved on from her 'cause she ain't worth my time Thankfully finding out only cost me 10 dimes Another honey comin' along my way And I'm in the mood to see if she'll give me some play I got riches and wealth and a strong urge to please And a car that bounces more than unsupported double D's Baby, can I bribe you to give me a holla' But no, you'd rather be alone wit' just one silver dolla' (insert coin to copulate) You're alone in the dark wit' a dolla-shaped light Fo' things I don't wanna hear about you doin' at night I have no need to be here, this ain't gettin' me goin' Just watchin' you play wit' yo' sexy silver coin Forget struttin' the streets, I'll make my night online Find some random chatroom for a virtual good time A simple "hello" gets achieved wit' ease Now to figure out what will make her pleased Inside my head I say "I know I've got to get you" So I ask what kind of undisclosed things she's into She tells me she'll excite herself by touchin' her groin While browsin' the internet and looking up... Bitcoin? How? That don't make sense! That's an electonic transfer of virtual value! There's nothing there to derive pleasure from! I... just... I give up, the gangsta pimp business is getting far too silly!
4.	Teaching The Teenager To Drive 03:29	lyrics	buy track
Staying composed, newbie driver got me on my toes And come what may, gonna pray I'll be okay Taking that turn, she could've sworn that there wasn't a curb My life is at stake, goin' too fast, I just can't catch a break My pulse is unreal, hearing all the horns and screeching wheels What do I do? Tell her a million times, it still doesn't get through Keeping my cool, as I show her the ropes and the rules My fear is discrete, until I put her in the driver's seat Driver's seat, ooh, driver's seat, yeah Not so composed, newbie driver got me on my toes And come what may, gonna pray I'll be okay In the passenger seat, ooh, passenger seat, yeah The lesson is done, my next drive is fun Goin' to work makes me smile, it hasn't done that for a while But to work I shall coast, in the seat where I feel safe the most Driver's seat, ooh, driver's seat, yeah Driver's seat, ooh, driver's seat, yeah
5.	Loss For Words 01:37	lyrics	buy track
I love you so much, I'm at a loss for words I love you so much, I'm at a loss for words I love you so much, I'm at a loss for words I love you so much, I'm at a loss for words You're so beautiful, I'm at a loss for words You're so beautiful, I'm at a loss for words
6.	Footballs Don't Have Teeth 05:00	lyrics	buy track
Footballs don't have teeth, sharp hooks hurt your friends Legs are capable of running, need I say more? The end. Footballs don't have teeth, sharp hooks hurt your friends Legs are capable of running, need I say more? The end. Now, let me tell you the story that spawned that song. It was Autumn of 2008, when I traveled to Tenessee for a weekend with 3 of my college buddies. One of them grew up in Tennessee, so we went down there to help her reminisce in her childhood and meet some people she knew when she was younger. One of them was an elderly gentleman... I should specify that one of the people she knew was an elderly gentleman, not that one of my other college buddies was an elderly gentleman... One of them was an elderly gentleman who had a pond behind his property, which he used to let her fish in. As such, he let us all fish in it. It was me, two other guys, and the girl, and we all picked a spot and fished. Despite the pond being more shallow than usual, we collectively caught and released four fish. Both the other guys caught one, and I caught two, but the girl wanted to be pictured with the second one I caught just so she would feel like all of us caught one, despite my mentally protesting against someone taking credit for my hard work. Back then, though, I was taught to never argue with a woman, even a platonic one. Anyways, when we all got done fishing, the two guys decided they were gonna throw a football back and forth and play catch. Standing at opposite sides of the pond. Because, you know, it's a widely known fact that guys are prone to make stupid decisions. I was standing off to the distance a bit, still holding a fishing rod, and just watching them play catch, when one of them threw the ball, and the other missed the catch, and the ball, predictably, landed in the pond. So the guy who missed the catch, instead of taking responsibility for it, hollers out to me to get the ball out of the pond for him. I see it slowly drifting away, as I'm standing at a little bit of a distance. So my mind is thinking, hey, the football is drifting away, and by the time I get to where it will be, it will be so far out of reach that I'd have to jump in the pond and get to it, so the quickest way to retrieve it is to cast my fishing line out towards it. I'm amazed at how well I was able to sit and rationalize this logic through in a span of 2 seconds. If I had a third second, perhaps I would've factored this in: The fact that here I was, there was the ball in the water, and standing BETWEEN us was my friend. So, that would've made him a better candidate for getting the ball in than me, in retrospect, because he was closer to the ball than I was, but that's irrelevant. So before actually running to where the football was and getting it, I nearly snagged my friend with the hook at the end of my fishing pole. Although, thinking about it, I probably could've thought to just take the pole part of the fishing pole and used it to pull the football back towards us, since I was still the only one holding a pole, so I guess, really, I'm the only stupid one. Anyways, I've been waiting for the perfect setting to share that story with people, and that is specifically why I wrote this four-line song, as an excuse to tell that story. Footballs don't have teeth, sharp hooks hurt your friends Legs are capable of running, need I say more? The end. Footballs don't have teeth, sharp hooks hurt your friends Legs are capable of running, need I say more? The end.
7.	Be My Office Girl 06:12	lyrics	buy track
Ever since the last girl left me, I've been feelin' at a loss Then you happened by my place, what a joy I've come across I can show you something special if you come with me And you'll see how much different your life can be You look very charming, such a pleasure to the eyes And I'm sure you've heard that all before from all the other guys But I'm the boss of this office, so they don't get a say So I'm the one that lucks out from you comin' my way I need an office morale-boosting smiling softie And I'd gladly trade an income for you bringing me my coffee I promise that I'm spoken for, I'm not asking you to marry But my drab office could be lightened up with you, my secretary Be my office girl, I want to help you realize In my office girl, there's a world outside of serving burgers and fries I know the office life may be scary in your mind But just politely smile, and we'll get along just fine Our guys are stressing over keeping relationships with clients Or fixing deeply rooted problems within each appliance Or studying the competition's secrets in order to stay ahead But your job will be easy, don't you worry your pretty little head Just focus on the notes you'll take and filing the papers And when your colleagues need some help, you can stay a little later To show the new hires the ropes, I'm sure you have the time to spare And just looking at you will give me a happy feeling down... inside! Be my office girl, a wage 50 cents above minimum should be incentive alone Be my office girl, and your sweet demeanor will be a nice break from the nagging I get at home Be my office girl, ooh, whoa-oh Oh, won't you give my office guys a reason to be happy with their job? Be my office girl, just like the sun, you can help make the day bright Be my office girl, 'cause I don't get enough happiness from my own woman at night Be my office girl, ooh, oh whoa whoa whoa-oh Be my office girl
8.	Innocent Little Bunnies 04:30	lyrics	buy track
Innocent little bunnies hopping through a field. Innocent little bunnies hopping through a field. Innocent little bunnies hopping through a field. Innocent little bunnies hopping through a field. Innocent starving hobo desperate for some food. Innocent starving hobo desperate for some food. Innocent starving hobo desperate for some food. Innocent starving hobo desperate for some food. Trained army bunnies locking and loading a gun! Trained army bunnies locking and loading a gun! Trained army bunnies locking and loading a gun! Trained army bunnies locking and loading a gun! Innocent starving hobo knows what he wants for food! Innocent starving hobo knows what he wants for food! Innocent starving hobo knows what he wants for food! Innocent starving hobo picking and eating the bunnies' carrots! Bunnies taking their guns and firing at the hobo! Bunnies taking their guns and firing at the hobo! Bunnies taking their guns and firing at the hobo! Bunnies take a hobo's life for their own preservation! Innocent sleeping martian woken up by the gunshots! Innocent sleeping martian woken up by the gunshots! Innocent sleeping martian woken up by the gunshots! WAAAH! DADDY! TELL EARTH TO TURN IT DOWN!!! Angry ticked off martians blow up the earth with a laser! Angry ticked off martians blow up the earth with a laser! Angry ticked off martians blow up the earth with a laser! Mars wins! Party time! Excellent! Wraow Wraow Wraow! Bunnies and the zombie hobo riding a rocket to Mars! Bunnies and the zombie hobo riding a rocket to Mars! Bunnies and the zombie hobo riding a rocket to Mars! Mars sees this as a threat, sends out their best troops! Zombie hobo, bunnies, and martians in intergalactic battle! Zombie hobo, bunnies, and martians in intergalactic battle! Zombie hobo, bunnies, and martians in intergalactic battle! Martian fires one laser, that's the end of that! Happy partying martians, celebrating their victory! Happy partying martians, celebrating their victory! Happy partying martians, celebrating their victory! Martians so caught up in party, they forgot Mars has their own rabbits! Angry martian bunnies starting a civil protest! Angry martian bunnies starting a civil protest! Angry martian bunnies starting a civil protest! ... Wait a minute, why am I still doing this song? I should've been dead when the world blew up!
9.	Until The Day I'm Right 02:41	lyrics	buy track
Got in a fight with my gal And logic just isn't my pal She said she wanted honesty Which somehow backfired on me And I'm fighting, though I sound like I'm whining, I'm gonna keep trying until the day I'm right That's how I cope, by being a big dope, With way too much hope for the day I'm right I've done my laundry for so long (for so long) First time she sees it, she says it's wrong (she says it's wrong) With me, she wants to have some fun (to have some fun) Though I have stuff I should get done (it should get done) And I'm fighting, though I sound like I'm whining, I'm gonna keep trying until the day I'm right That's how I cope, by being a big dope, With way too much hope for the day I'm right Her: Turn right here! Him: I know where I'm going! Her: Obviously not, you're not in the turn lane. Him: There were cars in the way! Her: Maybe if you weren't driving so fast, you'd have had more time to get over! Him: If you hate the way I drive that much, why don't you drive? Her: I told you, freshly painted fingernails! Him: Couldn't you drive to the party, then paint them real quick before we go in? Her: Fingernail paint takes time to dry, duh! And I'm fighting, though I sound like I'm whining, I'm gonna keep trying until the day I'm right That's how I cope, by being a big dope, With way too much hope for the day I'm right I'm gonna go prepare to face the next verbal attack I'll think ahead and find the flaws so I can fire back I'll gather facts and evidence to back me up and then I'll have a solid argument (Cindy: But you'll be wrong again) Me: Aww, come on!
10.	Monster In The Closet 02:58	lyrics	buy track
I'm a green monster (with two claws on my head) And orange spots all over me Little boy's sleeping (or at least trying to) He's as scared as he can be He assumes I'm going to eat him But that's not my job I get paid to sit in childrens' closets and nap I think I'm being robbed I'm a grown monster (capable of so much more) Like destroying cities But I'm stuck here (with some random kid) My life ain't too pretty I'm getting offered a pitiful raise To move to under his bed My boss thinks I should be grateful for this But so much runs through my head Back in monster land, rumors get out of hand The emotional pain would not subside I would get no mercy due to controversy All because a young boy cried... "Mommy! The monster came out of the closet!" (Really scary monsterous "ROOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR") 2-If you came out of the closet, shouldn't that be more like (gay sounding "raahhr") 1-It's a physical closet I moved out of! 2-Why does that matter? 3-Really, why does that matter? 2-That makes him weird! 3-True, we monsters don't have orientations. 1-Who cares about how I'm supposedly supposed to be... (monsters ensue in an unintelligible squabble)
11.	I Can't Type 03:37	lyrics	buy track
Long night, come home from work I just wanna blog about how everything hurts Furry creature comes to me, But all she wants to do is take a nap on the keys Now I can't type, I can't chat, Only letters from me are those pressed by the cat I can't type, not a thing, I'm outputting long single-letter strings Online, I wanna go Log into a chatroom with people I know Politics discussed with friends And I can only chime in with a whole bunch of n's 'Cause I can't type, I can't chat, Only letters from me are those pressed by the cat I can't type, not a thing, I'm just sitting here yelling At a thing I really want displaced, But such a cute face staring back. Chattin' up a hottie online, A bunch of jumbled nonsense is your pickup line End result has you cursin' You would've had that happen talkin' to her in person! 'Cause you can't type, you can't chat Only letters from you are those pressed by the cat You can't type, not a thing You're just sitting there yelling At a thing you really want removed, But such a cute face staring back, And not the target to whom you made your moves No I can't type... No I can't chat... No, no, no I can't type... No, no, no I can't chat...
12.	DJ Promo Copy 02:27	lyrics	buy track
<”DJ Promo Copy”> Ladies and gentlemen, <"DJ Promo Copy"> is in the house! Buildup, buildup, buildup, buildup, buildup, buildup, buildup, <”DJ Promo Copy”> ...ooooooooooohhh So, a cat and a hamster walk into a bar. The bartender comes up to them and asks "What'll it be?" The cat turns his head to see the hamster flirting with a hippopotamus, who appears to be wasted. The cat says to the hamster, "Hey, what should I get you?" And the hamster says, "After I'm done with this hippo, you should get me..." <"DJ Promo Copy"> (come back in the middle of laughter) Oh, I crack myself up with that joke every time! <"DJ Promo Co..."> The song's over now. It's my turn to interrupt you to tell you that! <"Oh Bugger">
13.	Drunk Dancing 03:31	lyrics	buy track
Clap your hands and jump into the air Spin in a circle like you just don't care If you did that with no problem at all Grab yourself a bottle of alcohol As you down an entire bottle Feel your vision blur and your body wobble If that happens, but you still don't fall Grab another bottle of alcohol Do a little twirl and trip over your feet Punch someone you never meant to meet But accidents happen, no need to brawl, Just laugh and down some more alcohol Slowly you forget where you are Get dizzy, fall down, and start seeing stars On the floor you now lie sprawled Clutching your bottle of alcohol Hitch a ride as you start to quiver From the pain of your abused liver Get some rest in the hospital, Drink a secret stash of alcohol Wake up with a headache and see the room spin Attempt to down a little medicine In impaired judgment, curl into a ball 'Cause you confused your medicine with alcohol Make out with a hottie 'cause you can't hold back Wake up the next morning, find out it was the cat Spend all day coughin' up hairballs Washing them down with more alcohol By now you're completely passed out And you're too dim to figure out That I've been making fun of you all 'Cause you're all too plastered on alcohol <lots of mocking laughter, and some troubled screaming>
14.	We No Want School 01:06	lyrics	buy track
WE NO WANT SCHOOL! WE NO WANT SCHOOL! WE NO WANT SCHOOL! WE NO WANT SCHOOL! We're anti estaba... esatblee... uh... we're anti rules! We'll show these classroom ruling dictators We no be much fools When we're a famous punk band, We'll make it many known That we can be intali... intel... uh... Smart on our own! WE NO WANT SCHOOL! WE NO WANT SCHOOL! WE NO WANT SCHOOL! WE NO WANT SCHOOL! You tell us to go to college If we want a gooder job Otherwise businesses will view we All as lazy slobs But we'd rather flip burgers or jam out Because we no wanna get An only slightly higher income And be 30 grand in debt! WE NO WANT SCHOOL! WE NO WANT SCHOOL! WE NO WANT SCHOOL! WE NO WANT SCHOOL!
15.	Hi 00:48	lyrics	buy track
(in a really tired sounding voice) Hi. Hi. Hi. Hi. Hi. By the way, I'm just really tired while greeting people, I'm not stating my current state of being. Hi. Hi.
16.	Exterminators 03:01	lyrics	buy track
We are exterminators! We are exterminators! Doctor we seek, locate, and EXTERMINATE!!! Chaos! Destruction! We are exterminators! We're everyone else haters! No race will reign greater than that from Skaro! Shower of hatred aiming to End me since the day I met them The battle that they lost against the Thals We are exterminators! Long time Doctor haters! He's our primary target to EXTERMINATE!!! I've known them from the start, seen their creation And told to kill, but I could not 'Cause Daleks fostered alliances against themselves! We are exterminators, forever Time Lord haters, Storming ever fiercely into the Time War Gallifrey's turmoil never ending What can I do but destroy, kill everyone on the planet Daleks force me into the moment! We are exterminators! We're everyone else haters! No race will reign greater than that from Skaro! No more! We are exterminators! We are exterminators! We are exterminators!
17.	#SelfieForKaren 02:15	lyrics	buy track
Fandom makes you do some things you wouldn't normally do When you discover a celebrity that becomes a favorite to you And so it is, with this young unknown music maker, but catch this! Despite being a musician at heart, I'm following an actress Ever since I first saw her as the grown up version of the first face the 11th Doctor's face saw. I've been trying to watch everything she does and follow her career without flaw. But, like Jane Lockhart, while writing this song I hit writer's block like a wall And neither a dead plant in front of me nor baking would help at all. Though I don't necessarily follow all the internet trends, As a fan, there's one I'll be doing that shares its name with a show that she's in I'm taking a tribute selfie for Karen, not even carin' what the world would say In support of a show that takes the classic "My Fair Lady" to modern day But despite her character on that show being so uptight With an online popularity, but not so much in real life If I ever meet Karen herself, I'd hope that I would find She's just as cool in real life as she is in film or online
18.	Same On The Inside 04:12	lyrics	buy track
[Note: Purple Fuzzy Creatures will be labeled "PFC," Green one "GFC," and I will play the part of "RFC," the Red Fuzzy Creature] PFC1: Gee, the park is a wonderful place to be. PFC2: Yeah, and the weather is awesome! Bright sunshine, and not a cloud in the sky. PFC1: Yes, this is the perfect place for two purple untrademarked fuzzy creatures to hang out! PFC2: <sneering> Oh, look. Here comes the green untrademarked fuzzy creature. GFC: Hello, beautiful day in the park, isn't it? PFC1: What do you want? You're not purple, like us! PFC2: Yeah, you're the same color as mold, the very thing that makes me sick to my stomach! <PFC's 1 and 2 start laughing like bullies> RFC: Hey guys! That's not very nice! You shouldn't pick on him just because he's a different color from you! PFC1: What do you mean by that? RFC: I mean, there's more to us than just the color we are on the outside. Let me explain it to you. <music starts> PFC2: Why are we listening to this guy, he's a red fuzzy creature, unlike us. GFC: Because in a kids' show, everyone listens to the character singing a song with an important life lesson. PFC1: That's stupid! ---------------------------------- Both of you are purple, and he may be green, But that's no reason for you to be mean Black, blue, red, no matter what color fuzz It shouldn't be a reason to hate them because We're all essentially the same on the inside, And that's where it really counts And the opportunity to make new friends Should make your heart happily bounce ---------------------------------- PFC2: That's the most absurd thing I think I've ever heard! PFC1: Yeah, we're not the same on the inside! I'm a punk guy at heart. PFC2: And inside, I'm gangsta. That's why our friendship is based on us both being purple. RFC: Let me explain. ---------------------------------- We're all fuzzy creatures in one way or another Deep underneath all our different colored covers Our blood is all the same color; it's red Pumped by similar hearts from our torsos to our heads And all of it's encased by a whole bunch of bones, And each bone has its own name. But that's a song best saved for nursing school, The point is that inside, we're all the same Yes, we're all essentially the same on the inside, And that's what matters the most. So instead of seeing colors and shedding blood, (which is all the same color, in case you forgot,) Use your similarities to make your friendships close! If any of us were dissected, it would look gross Squishy, gooey organs covered in mucus coats If you squeeze them too hard, it'll make a terrible mess That's true for all of us, so I no longer digress The moral of the song, as you have probably guessed Is that we're all essentially the same on the inside And for that reason we shouldn't fight Too much fighting will cause you to see The gross things I mentioned previously And for that reason, I want us to be Beings who can unite! Yeah! ---------------------------------- PFC1: Oh! Now I get it, we may be different on the outside, but that shouldn't separate us because we're more than just the fuzz on the outside. GFC: And because we're all pretty much the same thing on the inside, that that means we should be treating each other as brethren, and not as enemies! RFC: Right, our similarities on the inside are what unite us! PFC2: So what about me? I have a collapsed lung! RFC: <shouting> Hey everybody! This freak has a collapsed lung! FREAK! FREAK! <a whole crowd of people are now yelling "Freak" at the guy who has a collapsed lung>
19.	Lady Love 02:33	lyrics	buy track
Oh beautiful girl, every time I see your face I wish I could say I'm happy that we met I have lots of love to give, but when I'm in your sight All I hear about is how much you want me dead. I know I'm not your ideal guy You dream of someone handsome and tall I could at least live with that, Just being someone for whom you'd never fall But, I think you're overreacting The sight of me should not cause such a scene A simple "Thanks, but no thanks" would suffice There's no need to resort to violent means I know that I should shake it off and let it go, But for your love, I'll be a fighter Just give me a chance to prove to you that I mean well, Please don't judge me for simply being a spider!
20.	Jingle All Year Long 02:54	lyrics	buy track
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all year long, 'Cause Christmas isn't mentioned even once within this song Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all year long, Any time you sing this song, it's technically not wrong Dashing through the snow can be done all wintertime, And in the Arctic zones, the whole year works fine Sleighs pulled by a horse are appropriate all year The Christmas sleighs are always pulled by 8 or 9 reindeer, so Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all year long, 'Cause Christmas isn't mentioned even once within this song Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all year long, Any time you sing this song, it's technically not wrong The jingle bells themselves which we hear on holidays Were originally worn on horse-guided sleighs To alert that they were there, when the snow had left you blind So that with another horse you would never collide, so Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all year long, 'Cause Christmas isn't mentioned even once within this song Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all year long, Any time you sing this song, it's technically not wrong If you think just Christmas songs are where sleigh bells would be, Then search Gustav Mahler and his fourth symphony Now that I've made my case to sing this all year long, Bring your horse to Antarctica, and you can sing along! Oh... Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all year long, 'Cause Christmas isn't mentioned even once within this song Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all year long, Any time you sing this song, it's technically not wrong Oh, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all year long, 'Cause Christmas isn't mentioned even once within this song Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all year long, Any time you sing this song, it's technically not wrong Oh, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all year long, 'Cause Christmas isn't mentioned even once within this song Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all year long, Any time you sing this song, it's technically not wrong