Lyrics

All right, fellas. Just like that. That sounds good. Hold on, now. This here’s a Christmas song, we’re gonna needs some sleigh bells or something, what do we got? Ah, that sounds good. Let’s run this down.
Gotta get him packed and ready, while my pilot checks his gear
We’ve been makin’ toys all summer, we’ve been makin’ toys all year
Now it’s time to fly, now it’s time to fly
He’s got a big, long list of kiddos, some nice and naughty too
And if you hear those reindeer clickin’, man I hope their clickin’ right for you
Now it’s time to fly, gonna be screamin’ ‘cross the sky
Now it’s time to fly, time to scream across the sky.
He’s got one night start to finish, One night delivers all
So put out your milk and cookies and hang your stockings on the wall
Cause it’s time to fly, Gonna be screamin’ cross the sky
And as he’s pullin’ out of Memphis, he can see the whole West coast
Once he clears the Pacific Islands, he’ll be halfway around world
Man, he’s gotta fly, Gonna be screamin’ across the sky
Man, it’s time to fly, Time to scream cross the sky
So, get your pens out, get ‘em ready, and get your Christmas list in gear
Cause Santa he’ll be comin’ and let me just make this clear
He’s gotta fly, He’ll be screamin’ cross the sky
Now on the good list or the naughty, let me tell you how this goes
Keep your room clean, do your good deeds, cause Santa, man he knows
And he’s gotta fly, He’ll be screamin’ cross the sky. Cause he’s gotta fly, He’ll be screamin’ ‘cross the sky.