Gigs:  All right you Bratlings!  Ready to sing your song?
       -I'll say we are
       -Yeah
       -Let's sing it now!

Gigs:  Okay, Sarah?
       -Okay
Gigs:  Okay, Sarai?
       -Okay
Gigs:  Okay Chessire? Chessire? CHESSIRE!
       -OKAY!

Christmas, Christmas time is near
Time for boys and army gear
We've been good, but we can't last
Hurry Christmas, hurry fast
Want a broom as fast as wind
Me, I want a Naga Skin
We can hardly stand the wait 
Please Christmas don't be late

Gigs:  Okay girls get ready.  That was very good Sarah.
       -Naturally
Gigs:  Very good Sarai.
       -Ahhh.
Gigs:  Ah, Chessire, you were a little flat, watch it.
       Chessire?  Chessire?  CHESSIRE!
       -OKAY!

Want a cloak to walk through walls
I still want a wrecking ball
We can hardly stand the wait
Please Christmas don't be late
We can hardly stand the wait
Please Christmas don't be late

Gigs:  Very good, girls.
       -Let's sing it again!  Yeah, let's sing it again!
Gigs:  No, that's enough, let's not overdo it.
       -What do you mean overdo it?
       -We want to sing it again
Gigs:  Now wait a minute girls!
       -Why can't we sing it again?
       (Bratling chatter)
Gigs:  Chessire cut that out...Sarai, just a minute.  Sarah, will you 
cut that out?  Girls!!!