Stock the Shelves

to the tune of "Deck the Halls"

Stock the shelves with food and water
Agh-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah!
'Tis the season for the slaughter,
Agh-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah!
Don we now our gay flak jackets
Agh-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah!
Grab the grenade and shrapnel packets
Agh-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah!

See the fearsome beast before us,
Agh-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah!
At least it's not a tyrannosaurus
Agh-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah!
Follow me, in deft markmanship
Agh-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah!
While I use my bargaining chip
Agh-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah!

Fast away they run, they pass us,
Agh-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah!
What is that, ye lads and lasses?
Agh-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah!
Sing we joyous, all together,
Agh-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah!
Heedless of the wind and weather,
Agh-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah!