ZombieCake
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Fairytale of New Mendip
Based on the Pogues & Kirsty McColl's Fairy Tale of New York:
Sung to the same tune - and well, linked to Mendip and in particular Mendip Caving Group actions relating to Upper Flood over the last few years.
Best drink shed loads of beer and/or cider and it'll then make sense! Of course other caving regions should feel free to adapt and add verses!
Merry Xmas!
It was Christmas Eve babe
In the Lav Trap
When old Malcolm said to me
We'll dig another one
And then he sang a song
The rare old Mendip dig
I turned my trowel away
and dreamed about stal
Got on a lucky one
came in a mile if none
I've got a feeling this dig's for me and you
so Happy Christmas
I love M C G
I can see a better time
when all our digs come true
They've got stal tall as towers
They've got rivers of lead
But the beer goes right through you
It's no place for the mild
When it first wrecked my knees
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised us
Cheddar was waiting for all
You were muddy
You were ragged
Queen of all that's bedraggled
When Hilti's finished popping
They shelled out for more
Ladders were swinging
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed the pub floor
Then caved through the night
The boys of the C S C C choir
Were singing shut the caves
And the bang was blowing out
On Christmas Day
You're a bum
You're a punk
You've drunk all our beer
Lying there almost dead in the mud in the sump
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray this dig's the last
The boys of the C S C C choir
Were singing shut the caves
And the bang was blowing out
On Christmas Day
I could have dug some more
Well it's such a chore
You took my drill from me
When I found the motor died
I kept your hammer dry
I put it in my bag
Can't shift mud all alone
I've built spoil walls around you
The boys of the C S C C choir
Were singing shut the caves
And the bang was blowing out
On Christmas Day
Based on the Pogues & Kirsty McColl's Fairy Tale of New York:
Sung to the same tune - and well, linked to Mendip and in particular Mendip Caving Group actions relating to Upper Flood over the last few years.
Best drink shed loads of beer and/or cider and it'll then make sense! Of course other caving regions should feel free to adapt and add verses!
Merry Xmas!
It was Christmas Eve babe
In the Lav Trap
When old Malcolm said to me
We'll dig another one
And then he sang a song
The rare old Mendip dig
I turned my trowel away
and dreamed about stal
Got on a lucky one
came in a mile if none
I've got a feeling this dig's for me and you
so Happy Christmas
I love M C G
I can see a better time
when all our digs come true
They've got stal tall as towers
They've got rivers of lead
But the beer goes right through you
It's no place for the mild
When it first wrecked my knees
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised us
Cheddar was waiting for all
You were muddy
You were ragged
Queen of all that's bedraggled
When Hilti's finished popping
They shelled out for more
Ladders were swinging
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed the pub floor
Then caved through the night
The boys of the C S C C choir
Were singing shut the caves
And the bang was blowing out
On Christmas Day
You're a bum
You're a punk
You've drunk all our beer
Lying there almost dead in the mud in the sump
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray this dig's the last
The boys of the C S C C choir
Were singing shut the caves
And the bang was blowing out
On Christmas Day
I could have dug some more
Well it's such a chore
You took my drill from me
When I found the motor died
I kept your hammer dry
I put it in my bag
Can't shift mud all alone
I've built spoil walls around you
The boys of the C S C C choir
Were singing shut the caves
And the bang was blowing out
On Christmas Day
