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LITTLE JACK FROST, GET LOST (1952 1'52)
Bing Crosby & Peggy Lee with John Scott Trotter Orchestra

Written by: Al Stillman/Sefer Ellis

<Frank>
Oh, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost,
<Peggy>
Little Jack Frost get lost
<Frank>
You know you don't do a thing
But put a bite on the toes
<Peggy>
<Frank>

<Peggy>
There's lots of cold feet all the lovers complain
You turn up the heat down on lover's lane
<Frank>
The bench in the park is alone in the dark
So, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost,

Little Jack Frost get lost

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
(So, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost),
(Little Jack Frost get lost, get lost)
<Frank>
You don't do a thing but put the bite on my toes
<Peggy>
Freeze up the ground and take the bloom from the rose
(So, little Jack Frost go away, go away)
(And don't you come back another day, get gone, go a€?way

<Frank>
There's lots of cold feet, all the lovers complain
You turn off the heat down in lover's lane
<Peggy>
The fence in the park is all alone in the dark
So, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost,

Little Jack Frost get lost
(Get lost, get lost, get lost, get lost)

L. J. Frost get lost
(Lost)

LITTLE JACK FROST, GET LOST (1952 1'52)
Bing Crosby & Peggy Lee with John Scott Trotter Orchestra

Written by: Al Stillman/Sefer Ellis

<Frank>
Oh, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost,
<Peggy>
Little Jack Frost get lost
<Frank>
You know you don't do a thing
But put a bite on the toes
<Peggy>
<Frank>

<Peggy>
There's lots of cold feet all the lovers complain
You turn up the heat down on lover's lane
<Frank>
The bench in the park is alone in the dark
So, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost,

Little Jack Frost get lost

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
(So, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost),
(Little Jack Frost get lost, get lost)
<Frank>
You don't do a thing but put the bite on my toes
<Peggy>
Freeze up the ground and take the bloom from the rose
(So, little Jack Frost go away, go away)
(And don't you come back another day, get gone, go a€?way

<Frank>
There's lots of cold feet, all the lovers complain
You turn off the heat down in lover's lane
<Peggy>
The fence in the park is all alone in the dark
So, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost,

Little Jack Frost get lost
(Get lost, get lost, get lost, get lost)

L. J. Frost get lost
(Lost)

LITTLE JACK FROST, GET LOST (1952 1'52)
Bing Crosby & Peggy Lee with John Scott Trotter Orchestra

Written by: Al Stillman/Sefer Ellis

<Frank>
Oh, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost,
<Peggy>
Little Jack Frost get lost
<Frank>
You know you don't do a thing
But put a bite on the toes
<Peggy>
<Frank>

<Peggy>
There's lots of cold feet all the lovers complain
You turn up the heat down on lover's lane
<Frank>
The bench in the park is alone in the dark
So, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost,

Little Jack Frost get lost

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
(So, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost),
(Little Jack Frost get lost, get lost)
<Frank>
You don't do a thing but put the bite on my toes
<Peggy>
Freeze up the ground and take the bloom from the rose
(So, little Jack Frost go away, go away)
(And don't you come back another day, get gone, go a€?way

<Frank>
There's lots of cold feet, all the lovers complain
You turn off the heat down in lover's lane
<Peggy>
The fence in the park is all alone in the dark
So, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost,

Little Jack Frost get lost
(Get lost, get lost, get lost, get lost)

L. J. Frost get lost
(Lost)

Weary of life you retired from the world
The voice in your soul that cried follow (follow)
Told you of treasures of silver and gold
Locked up in an heart that seemed hollow (hollow)

Secretly yearning to open the gate
To escape from your hurt and your sorrow (sorrow)
Painfully learning the cost of experience
Comes with the frost of tomorrow

You were always in a world of your own
At night leaving out food for the angels (angels)
You tried hard to capture them like little birds
You would keep them in cages forever and ever

Frightened by all that seemed golden and pure causing
All around you hurt and sorrow (sorrow)
Painfully learning the cost of experience
Comes with the frost of tomorrow

Resisting temptaion to unlock your heart
Living all of the time you could borrow (borrow)
Afraid to be free in a world without freedom
A life spent from to shadow to shadow (to shadow)

Once back in time in a white house of dreams
You hid all of your hurt and your sorrow (sorrow)
Painfully learning the cost of experience
Comes with the frost of tomorrow

Though you search all your life for what
Lay in your heart
And the treasure
The pleasure you follow

Painfully learning the cost of experience
Comes with the frost of tomorrow

Tomorrow, tomorrow
The cost comes tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Youre learning tomorrow

Painfully learning the cost of experience
Comes with the frost of tomorrow

Weary of life you retired from the world
The voice in your soul that cried follow (follow)
Told you of treasures of silver and gold
Locked up in an heart that seemed hollow (hollow)

Secretly yearning to open the gate
To escape from your hurt and your sorrow (sorrow)
Painfully learning the cost of experience
Comes with the frost of tomorrow

You were always in a world of your own
At night leaving out food for the angels (angels)
You tried hard to capture them like little birds
You would keep them in cages forever and ever

Frightened by all that seemed golden and pure causing
All around you hurt and sorrow (sorrow)
Painfully learning the cost of experience
Comes with the frost of tomorrow

Resisting temptaion to unlock your heart
Living all of the time you could borrow (borrow)
Afraid to be free in a world without freedom
A life spent from to shadow to shadow (to shadow)

Once back in time in a white house of dreams
You hid all of your hurt and your sorrow (sorrow)
Painfully learning the cost of experience
Comes with the frost of tomorrow

Though you search all your life for what
Lay in your heart
And the treasure
The pleasure you follow

Painfully learning the cost of experience
Comes with the frost of tomorrow

Tomorrow, tomorrow
The cost comes tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Youre learning tomorrow

Painfully learning the cost of experience
Comes with the frost of tomorrow

A gathering in the cold, in the North, in the dark lands of Pohjola
Where the sun had not been crossing the sky nor seen for centuries...

We were brought together by oaths we had once sworn - by blood...
...once together drawn...

We had gathered all our forces
Called together all the heroes
Equipped a hundred swordsmen
And a thousand men with crossbows

Strengthened by hate and the thirst for the enemies' blood
We lay in wait for the season of no light
We had seen the frozen mist - we weren't afraid to die
And the oaths we had sworn gave a reason to live on

A Calm before the Storm
(We were) Awaiting the Winter Frost

...And then a storm arose in fury
The sky was shattered by lightning...

Awaiting the Winter Frost
As the sky blackened and the stars turned red
The frost greeted us with a cold northern breeze
Off with their heads! Off with their fuckin' heads!!!
Oh, the time had come...
To slaughter the hordes of cowardice
And cleanse the North from lies

We had gathered all our forces
Called together all the heroes
Equipped a hundred swordsmen
And a thousand men with crossbows

We raised our swords
Grasped the irons
Lifted our bows
And chose the arrows

The false ones' hordes were put to the sword
The strong and the weak, one by one...
Their race was slaughtered to the very last man
Our bloodfend was done as their bodies reddened the land

Awaiting the Winter Frost
The reign of the dark and the cold
The spell of pure hate

Awaiting the Winter Frost

And the heathen peace was found

The accusations and the blame...
True or false, they seem the same
Filthy fingers rise in rows
And out of shit a flower grows

I’m amazed how damn low people can go only by being themselves

Those with hearts of ever-frost
Always know we never lost
Flames rose high... Not enough to melt the ice
Tiny minds and virtuous whores
Bunch of morons with a cause
Jesus saves????We will piss upon your graves!

Three wise men came to the North
On their donkeys they rode forth
Whining I’d committed sins
Moaning I’m too everything

Still amazed how a whole trio of men can have only two brain cells

Those with hearts of ever-frost
Will always know we never lost
Acid rain: Urine on your flames
Urine on your flames, urine on your flames

Those with hearts of ever-frost
Will always know we never lost
Flames rose high... Not enough to melt the ice
Tiny minds and virtuous whores
A bunch of morons with a cause
Jesus saves? ? We will piss upon your graves!

Placid rain: Urine on your graves

Through long December nights we talk in words of rain or snow
While you, through chattering teeth, reply and curse us as you go.
Why not spare a thought this day for those who have no flame
To warm their bones at Christmas time?
Say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow.

Now as the last broad oak leaf falls, we beg: consider this ---
there's some who have no coin to save for turkey, wine or gifts.
No children's laughter round the fire, no family left to know.

So lend a warm and a helping hand ---
Say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow.

As holly pricks and ivy clings,
Your fate is none too clear.
The Lord may find you wanting, let your good fortune disappear.
All homely comforts blown away and all that's left to show
Is to share your joy at Christmas time
With Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow.

Through long December nights we talk in words of rain or snow
While you, through chattering teeth, reply and curse us as you go.
Why not spare a thought this day for those who have no flame
To warm their bones at Christmas time?
Say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow.

Now as the last broad oak leaf falls, we beg: consider this ---
there's some who have no coin to save for turkey, wine or gifts.
No children's laughter round the fire, no family left to know.

So lend a warm and a helping hand ---
Say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow.

As holly pricks and ivy clings,
Your fate is none too clear.
The Lord may find you wanting, let your good fortune disappear.
All homely comforts blown away and all that's left to show
Is to share your joy at Christmas time
With Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow.

Through long December nights we talk in words of rain or snow
While you, through chattering teeth, reply and curse us as you go.
Why not spare a thought this day for those who have no flame
To warm their bones at Christmas time?
Say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow.

Now as the last broad oak leaf falls, we beg: consider this ---
there's some who have no coin to save for turkey, wine or gifts.
No children's laughter round the fire, no family left to know.

So lend a warm and a helping hand ---
Say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow.

As holly pricks and ivy clings,
Your fate is none too clear.
The Lord may find you wanting, let your good fortune disappear.
All homely comforts blown away and all that's left to show
Is to share your joy at Christmas time
With Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow.

Awaiting the dawnless realms, but a light from the past is too bright
In clouds erased from the summer skies, another winter awaits for me
From the ancient winters of frost, the sunset calls my name
Leading me into seasons of front, as the cold freezes my tears

Greetings of fear, from darkened skies, creating fires of fear
Greeting us all from nothingness, keeping our fires burning

I am the ancient one, the dawn awaits for me
Leading me into seasons of frost, creation's calling for me
I awake in the darkest time, it calls me from my grave
Immortal ones await, the winter from the north

As silence reaps the shadows of frost, a path stands clear to me
Leading me - into eternal winters...

What in this place of ice, can warm my heart again?
Is this winter too cold for me? It's drowning me again
In a palce of starts, I am king again, I drown in this crystal lake
Oh, with a heart of ice

Richard Frost
by: Jimmy Buffett

Richard Frost left Alabama heading west to find his fame
Only got to Oklahoma and that's where he changed his name
Now he plays a little tavern all the drunks say he's a star
Hollywood forgot his number now he's stuck in Kelly's Bar

But is he happy my friend
or does he pretend?
Is every song a routine chore?
Well he every decide
to go and not hide
behind his fear and Kelly's backstage door

Richard Frost draws 90 people and on weekends lines grow long
Singing loud and laughing with them the crowd reacts to every song
Bigger worlds (?) can't help but make you more aware of what you see
Afraid of what's beyond just eyesight keeps the worlds in harmony

La da da da da da
La da da da da da
La da da da da da da da

La da da da da da
La da da da da da
La da da da da da da da

Salvation seems a million miles away
A generation wiped out in one day
The sun is setting on a rancid town
Lady solace has been gagged and bound
Brand a cross on the door of hope
Asphyxiating, we begin to choke
My head is pounding like a funeral drum
Awaiting the angel of death to come

If this isn't hell, it's the next best thing
A city of frost for a leper king
The fruits of Empire will not numb the pain
And in our weakness, the lord's to blame

Raping and robbing the dead on the ground
Light of humanity will not be found
All of our morals will now rot away
Down on your knees for forgiveness you pray

If this isn't hell, it's the next best thing
A city of frost for a leper king
The fruits of Empire will not numb the pain
And in our weakness, the lord's to blame

Lord come and take me far away from my home
Lead me to refuge down the path you have shown
Am I condemned to this delirious way?
Forever toiling in my watery grave

Brandish your daggers and come all ye men
This is our kingdom, the walls we'll defend
Crows of the tower will peck out our eyes
And lead us to victory under black skies

You take the name of a man you hardly know
and then you grow up and that name has to go
married with kids and they don't want to know
about the dreams you had let go
You're still waiting for a knight in shining armour
to steal you against your will
and while you're waiting and doing no harm
you know there's plenty of time to kill
when you say you wouldn't change a day
makes me wonder where I went astray
satisfied with things that leave me tired we're as unlike as Frost and Fire

And now yourself you start to see in me
pictures of things you could've been
torches I find I am bearing for you
when you know you could've carried them too
we give up so easily what little they leave us to lose
and if I didn't have the fire to struggle
I could freeze your shoes
when you say you wouldn't change a day
makes me wonder where I went astray
satisfied with things that leave me tired
We're as unlike as Frost and Fire

You take the name of a man you hardly know
and then you grow up and that name has to go
married with kids and they don't want to know
about the dreams you had let go
You're still waiting for a knight in shining armour
to steal you against your will
and while you're waiting and doing no harm
you know there's plenty of time to kill
when you say you wouldn't change a day
makes me wonder where I went astray
satisfied with things that leave me tired we're as unlike as Frost and Fire

And now yourself you start to see in me
pictures of things you could've been
torches I find I am bearing for you
when you know you could've carried them too
we give up so easily what little they leave us to lose
and if I didn't have the fire to struggle
I could freeze your shoes
when you say you wouldn't change a day
makes me wonder where I went astray
satisfied with things that leave me tired
We're as unlike as Frost and Fire

It all started when the frost took the lakes
it all ended at the same time
it all lasted for a second or two
it all lasted for eternity...

I saw all the source of life fading away
the sun will forget to rise tomorrow.
Spending the rest of my time strolling in woods
I saw the moon crying again...

It all gave rise to wintry snowstorm
it all stopped the wind, the silence came in
it all blinded us, it all took the sight
it all was the vision of the last winter...

I saw all the source of life fading away
the sun will forget to rise tomorrow.
Spending the rest of my time strolling in woods
I saw the moon crying again...

It all started when the frost took the lakes
it all ended at the same time
it all lasted for a second or two
it all lasted for eternity