Answer the Call (From the Pole)

[Verse 1 – lead] we were nursing quiet pints in the corner of the bar snow half-hearted on the windows, christmas lights not reaching far when the battered phone behind the taps began to ring and whine bartender said “it’s for you fellas” like a punchline from a sign [Verse 1 – background] (like a punchline from a sign) [Verse 2 – lead] voice on the line was crackling like an old shortwave at sea said “north pole switchboard here, boys, got a job for your melody the elves are low, the reindeer tired, santa’s running out of cheer we heard about your pub songs and we need that noise up here” [Verse 2 – background] (and we need that noise up here) [Verse 3 – lead] we looked around the empty room, stools up, lights turned down to dim said “we’re just some singing fellas, what’s this got to do with him?” the voice just sighed “it’s simple, lads, before this season slips we need songs that sound like yours not polite and not well-scripted lips” [Verse 3 – background] (not polite and not well-scripted lips) [Chorus – all] answer the call from the pole, my friend (from the pole) pack your songs and a winter grin (winter grin) i said “i’m dail milton” (milton) and the north wind tumbled in answer the call from the pole, my friend (from the pole) if christmas is running thin (running thin) then the fellas better get moving let the singing fight the wind (fight the wind)