Lyrics Humbugs - Mannheim Steamroller

Humbugs

We are humbugs
Old time, good time
Yuletide humbugs
Up on the housetop, click, click, click bugs
Spring, sproing
We are ghost of Christmas past bugs
Made of stuff what’s built to last bugs
We don’t buy this mall addiction
What we want is Dickens' fiction
We don’t like this new skull duggery
What we need is more humbuggery
Tiny Tim-mery, more Bob Cracthet-ty
Spring, sproing, buggety-bug
We are genuine first-class humbugs
Magic, average, not just some bugs
We are myrrh and frankincense wisemen
You might say we’re bigger than life bugs
Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding-a-ling
Also sleigh bugs jing-jing-jangling
Mis-mis-mistletoe, kiss-kiss-kiss-kiss-a-ling
Spring, sproing, buggety-bug
Dig-dig-dig-dig-dig-dig
We are humbugs
Old time, good time
Yuletide humbugs
Down through the chimey with old st.
Nick bugs
Spring, sproing, buggety-bug
We like carolers, Silent Night things
Santa Claus sighting, candles lighting
We like gingerbread cookies baking
Watching first grade shepherds quaking
We like one-horse open sleighing
Pika-piti-ooh-aah brass bands playing
That’s what all of us humbugs long for
Spring, sproing, buggety-bug
We still get that goosebump feeling
That’s why we hang from the ceiling
Ding-a-ling, dang-a-ling, it’s our mission
Hanging onto lost tradition
We are circly wassail cup bugs
Inside, outside, downside, up bugs
Hear us sing our humbug song
Spring, sproing, buggety-bug