Noggin’ It Up

 When the brisk wind whistles by

And brown leaves float to the ground

The trees they stand there naked

‘Til winter’s snowflakes abound

 This is the season

To roast a yule log

And settle by the fire

With a glass of eggnog

Nananana, nananana noggin’ it up

Nananana, nananana noggin’ it up

Nananana, nananana noggin’ it up

 Nananana, nananana noggin’ it up!

Be it rum, brandy or bourbon

Cognac, vodka or beer

Mix me up an eggnog

I’ll spread your holiday cheer

When this cup fills me up

And my belly’s a heavy load

Pour one more before I reach the door

And keep me off the road

The ‘nog goes way back

To the Middle-Aged centuries

At full moon near the Caves of Odin

Skulls were raised in ceremony

Later Cluniac monks got real drunk

On a posset of egg, milk & fig

They drank so much of that righteous stuff

Their stomachs got real big

Nananana, nananana noggin’ it up

Nananana, nananana noggin’ it up

Nananana, nananana noggin’ it up

 Nananana, nananana noggin’ it up!

Be it rum, brandy or bourbon

Cognac, vodka or beer

Mix me up an eggnog

I’ll spread your holiday cheer

When this cup fills me up

And my belly’s a heavy load

Pour one more before I reach the door

And keep me off the road

Then along came America

With a plethora of farms,

Cheap Caribbean rum & nutmeg

And a heaping of Christmas charm

Nananana, nananana noggin’ it up...