How many bulbs must a man string out
Before he's all out of amps?
Yes, ’n’ how many sheep must this sight contain
Before the street's full of rams?
Yes, ’n’ how many times must his Santa Claus fly
Before they force him to land?
Oh, Dancer, my friend, is goin’ for a spin
His antlers are glowin’ in the wind

How many deer must be mounted and hitched
Before they're awesome to see?
Yes, ’n’ how many deer till some people get ticked
Before they contract lyme disease?
Yes, ’n’ how many sprites can be crammed in the sled
Resplendent with ruffles that gleam?
Oh, Prancer, my friend, is crowin’ out some hymns
His antlers are glowin’ in the wind

How many lights must a man hook up
Before we can't see the sky?
Yes, ’n’ how many sneers must one man cause
Before he can hear people sigh?
Yes, ’n’ how much excess will it take till it blows
That fuses and breakers have fried?
The rancor, my friend, is growin’ pretty grim
With antlers explodin’ in the wind