Every day is a grind Them elves working six-day weeks no raise in sight Santa only pay 'em cookies when they working that overtime Gotta make that quota, can't do it in a nine to five That ain't right Let's talk about fairness Elf awareness This is the elf song Sitting on the shelf song Working with them itty bitty pointy toed shoes on I blame Santa Claus And his North Pole operation Ain't a good look paying candy cane wages R-E-S-P-E-C-T Give 'em some Put your hands up for the elves This is the elf song This is the elf song This is the elf song Alright They only stand two-feet tall Or maybe three, maybe four, but the point is elves are small Still make enough toys for a million shopping malls Size don't matter, even Santa can't do it all Elves are the bomb This is the elf song Giving them the credit song Working with them itty bitty pointy toed shoes on I love Santa Claus And his North Pole operation But it ain't a good look paying M&M wages R-E-S-P-E-C-T Give 'em some Put your hands up for the elves This is the elf song This is the elf song Let's talk about fairness Elf awareness This is the elf song Elfin' every day song Dancing with them itty bitty pointy toed shoes on High five Santa Claus And his North Pole operation Word on the street is the elves got raises R-E-S-P-E-C-T Give 'em some Put your hands up for the elves This is the elf song Yeah, this is the elf song This is the elf song Yeah, this is the elf song Put your hands up everyone This is the elf song, elfin' every day song Yeah, this is the eff song (dancing with them itty bitty pointy toed shoes on) This is the elf song Yeah, this is the elf song

I think I, I think I finally, found a way to forgive myself From mistakes I made in my past I think that's the first step, right? You agree? I've dug two graves for us, my dear Can't pretend that I was perfect, leaving you in fear Oh man, what a world, the things I hear If I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I? Some kill, some steal, some break your heart And you thought that I would let it go, and let you walk Well, broken hearts, break bones, so break up fast And I don't wanna let it go, so in my grave I'll rot I've dug two graves for us, my dear Can't pretend that I was perfect, leaving you in fear Oh man, what a world, the things I hear If I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I? Some kill, some steal, some break your heart And you thought that I would let it go, and let you walk Well, broken hearts, break bones, so break up fast And I don't wanna let it go, so in my grave I'll rot In my grave, I'll rot In my grave, I'll rot In my grave, I'll rot In my grave, I'll rot In my grave, I'll rot In my grave, I'll rot In my grave, I'll rot I'll rot, I'll rot, I'll rot Is my pain your freedom? Is all of my pain your freedom? Enjoy...

(*Charlie Chaplin, John Turner, Geoffrey Parsons) Smile tho' your heart is aching, Smile Even though it's breaking, When there are clouds in the sky You'll get by, If you Smile through your fear and sorrow, Smile and maybe tomorrow You'll see the sun come shining through- For you. Light up your face with gladness, Hide ev'ry trace of sadness, Altho' a tear may be ever so near, That's the time you must keep on trying, Smile- What's the use of crying, You'll find that life is still worthwhile, If you just smile.

Someday, you'll want me like I want you But I'll be gone with somebody new Someday, you will cry the way I did You'll hang your head, but tears can't be hidden You'll walk the floor day and night Not a thing will be going right Your nerves will keep you in despair You'll be pulling out your hair Someday, love will get you down you'll see You're gonna suffer the way you've done for me You'll walk the floor day and night Not a thing will be going right Your nerves will keep you in despair Girl, you'll be pulling out your hair Someday, love will get you down you'll see You're gonna suffer the way you've done for me You're gonna suffer the way you've done for me