Ordinary Days

You’re in my museum.

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So hurry down the chimney tonight.

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And everybody loves me in my dreams.

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“How can you give Kris Kringle a parking ticket on Christmas Eve? What’s next, rabies shots for the Easter Bunny?”

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This isn’t over until I say it’s over.

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Day Man/ Fighter of the Night Man/ Champion of the sun/ You’re a master of karate/ and friendship for everyone.

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No, you’re never gonna get it.

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I will smash your face into, into a jelly!

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It’s a wooden pickle.

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