Lyrics ©2025 Ed Rendum (@edrendum) All Rights Reserved =============================== What's that noise coming from the roof? I heard a bang and a loud boof! Here come some roof tiles crashing down, It looks like Santa's back in town! The kids all ask for fancy fatbikes, And the latest smartphone too, Wishlists with a million likes, The weight just grew and grew... Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, Rudolph with his shiny nose, They can't pull the weight that grows... In simpler times those reindeer nine, Could pull a loaded sleigh just fine, Nowadays they could use twenty, 'Cause heavy gifts are wanted plenty Jeff Bezos said: "Santa, what is this?" "That's not the way to do business!" "I'll sell you a thousand reindeer-drones," "To deliver gifts to all those homes!" Santa sighed, his reindeer nod, But what if there's a wishlist they forgot? "Don't worry," Jeff said looking sly, "All reindeer-drones have a trained A-I" Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, And Rudolph, can they rest their bones, Once they get replaced by drones... In simpler times those reindeer nine, Could pull a loaded sleigh just fine, Nowadays they could use twenty, 'Cause heavy gifts are wanted plenty Santa told Jeff that he'd been naughty, For selling Santa stuff that's faulty, He went talking to his elves, And they created reindeer-drones themselves Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, Rudolph, and a bunch of drones, The weight's so much the sleigh now groans... In simpler times those reindeer nine, Could pull a loaded sleigh just fine, Nowadays they could use twenty, 'Cause heavy gifts are wanted plenty
