Ringo Starr Snow up Your Nose for Christmas Lyrics:
by donald pleasence and meira pleasence

snow up your nose for christmas,
ice on your paws and your claws.
ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, learn to sing,
an animal's christmas fit for a king.

ding-ding-ding-a-ling-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling.

ding-ding-ding-a-ling-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling.

it's not the best day of the year
for a duck or a goose or a deer.
little chicks can get killed,
father geese, i am told,
hate the sight of the snow
and the rich christmas chill.

ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling-a-ling...

dialog:

"look! look! the jollies' on tv!
there's molly jolly and there's holly
jolly and the electric guitar, and
mister wally jolly standing on his
head and playing the trombone at the
same time!"
"who's the girl?"
"polly jolly!"

ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling.

snow up your nose for christmas,
snow for a fat santa claus.
there is snow up your nose,
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there is ice on his toes,
people gets presents wherever he goes.

ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling.

ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling-a-ling,
ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling.

snow up your nose, wind on your face,
snow up your nose on the whole human race.

dialog:

midnight, the family went to bed.

"i'm out! come on, bonce, food!"
they ate christmas cake, mints pies, cheese.
"can't we pull one?"
"a cracker?"
"well, they're all asleep, listen!"
the two mice pulled, the cracker
parted with a bang. there was silence
above them, quiet as chocolate mice.
the mice listened.
"let's see what's inside."
"little bag!"
"british airways! just the thing
for our survival kit."
he filled the toy bag with cheese and
cake and jumped to the floor.
"we're away!"
bonce nosed his way through the front
door like an electric drill.
"after you, scouse."
scouse put his nose into the outside world.
"oh, oh, it's, it's, it's cold
out there! and there's white stuff,
snow, i think."
"oh, scouse, i think i'll stay home."
"you call this home? listen, you
can always join me. watch the telly,
i'll be there."
"how?"
"i'll be famous! famous people are
always on the telly."
"well, good luck then. bye."
"eh...right!"
he went. scouse the mouse was free.
Lyrics: Snow up Your Nose for Christmas, Ringo Starr [end]