Twelve Days of Grogmas

Lyrics: Peter Habib/Sam Riegel Music: Peter Habib/Sam Riegel Okay, Grog Now just like we practiced

On the first day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me A little birdie in the sun tree

On the second day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me Two GoFiBePos And a little birdie in the sun tree

On the third day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me Three, two, one Two GoFiBePos And a little birdie in the sun tree

On the fifth day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me You skipped one Five pints of ale Four stinky turds Three, two, one Two GoFiBePos And a little birdie in the sun tree

On the sixth day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me Six axes swinging 'Cause there was a huge monster attacking But my axe broke, so I got another one And then that one broke, so I got another one And I raged on him, and there was blood all over the place And his guts popped out and I slipped on his guts— Buddies! Holiday song! Keep it light? Okay, ten pints of ale Four stinky turds Three, two, one Two GoFiBePos And a little birdie in the sun tree

On the seventh day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me Seven monsters slaying Six axes swinging Twenty pints of ale Four stinky turds Three, two, one Two GoFiBePos And a little birdie in the sun tree

On the— uh... on the— Uh, Pike? What number was I at? Eight! How many fingers is that? One hand, three fingers, buddies Oh! On the eighth day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me Nine naked ladies Eight maids to wash me Seven axes swinging Six monsters slaying A hundred pints of ale Four stinky turds Three, two, one Two GoFiBePos And a little birdie in the sun tree

Uh, what just happened? Pike? Key change — just sing a little higher, dude Okay, on the tenth day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me Ten Lord De Rolos Nine naked ladies Eight maids to wash me Seven axes swinging Six monsters slaying A thousand pints of ale Four stinky turds Three, two, one Two GoFiBePos And a little birdie in the sun tree

On the eleventh day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me Eleven spicers spicing Ten Lord De Rolos Nine naked ladies Eight something-something And a bunch of crap I already said

On the twelfth day of Grogmas, my Pikey gave to me What fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight Oh, dingleberries, dingleberries, hanging on my bum Wrong song! Huh? You were on twelve! Twelve? Twelve fighters fighting Eleven spicers spicing Ten Lord De Rolos Nine naked ladies Eight maids to wash you Seven axes swinging Six monsters slaying A million pints of ale Four stinky turds Three, two, one Two GoFiBePos And a little birdie in the sun tree

Good job, buddies! You did it! Thanks!