Testo Good King Wencelas

good king wencelas last looked outon the feast love stephen (?)while the snow lay round a boutdeep and crisp and evenbrightly shone the moon that nightthough the frost was cruelwhen a frenchman came alongcarrying nuclear fuelwell, one two three fourhey son where ya going with those presents in your handi said hey son (...?...)he said no way son no way there's work to be donehe said remember the christmas spirit nowput away your gun(...?...) let's go now