Songs sung to Rudolph: Robbie the Red Faced Bankster by Loretta Callahan Robbie the red faced bankster

Had a very big chalet But He didnt work for it He bought it with your 401k All of the other banksters Jealous of his fat cat ways Cranked up your interest payments Now theyre really makin hay Then one lazy summers day To Robbies great dismay Hed robbed so much from our hard earned pay All the money went away. So now Robbies broke and angry He wants a shiny car with flair Where can he find the money From your Grannys Medicare Rudolph the Red-Nosed Occupier By Sam Martland, Terre Haute Though every occupier Has a red and chilly nose, Our hearts are touched with fi-re As our hope for justice grows. Everywhere in the U S People know our movements name. Come out to fight for fairness And put an end to corporate shame.

Who wrecked our e con o my? Sure wasnt you or I. Must have been those Wall Street folks, Yep, their bonuses are high. Lets all take back our country, For the ordinary folks. Lets work and share together And wipe away big moneys hoax. Rupert the Red Nosed Liar Champagne R Rupert the red nose liar, was a propaganda trollAnd if y you ever watched fox, you will even say it's soAll of the o other networks, so often act just the sameThey never l let the people, join in on their media gameTil one warm O October eve, Livestream came to sayPeople with your l lights so bright, wont you stream the show tonightThen how the people gathered, as they shouted out with g glee, YIPEERupert the red nose liar, you won't write our history... by Brian

Songs sung to Little town of Bethlehem: Little Town of Occupy by Loretta Callahan and others Oh little town of occupy How vocal you have become With hearts together old and young Our voices combine as one And in the face of swat teams We stand up straight and strong

Were peaceful and unyielding We work for everyone Oh little town of occupy how sweet your dreams arise the hopes and fears of these dark years shine from your open eyes Oh little town of occupy How vocal you have become With hearts together old and young Our voices combine as one And in the face of swat teams We stand up straight and strong Were peaceful and unyielding Our voices meet as one by Michael Schultz O' all the peoples of the Earth When will we see the light The one-percent is filled with glee When we decide to fight For when we bomb each other They turn our blood to dough And we're sent off to kill for them In places they won't go Their love of money fills them, With greed to own it all While those who know are sure that this Will lead to our downfall O' mourning mothers gather To bury their own sons And somberly they plead "Why Me?" While bankers add the sums

How heartlessly, how heartlessly They tear apart our life Because they know, in doing so The profits made from strife But something new is coming The people rising up Across the world we stand as one And say "Enough's Enough" O' all good people of the Earth Stand with us we pray Cast out this den of thieves with us Let's work for a new day We'll wake our better angels False pro(f)its you are warned A new world is rising now In us it will be born

Songs Sung to O Christmas Tree: O One Percent by Michael Shultz: O' One Percent! O' One Percent! The times they are achangin; O' One Percent! O' One Percent! The times they are a-changin; You foreclose when the Summers here, Keep empty homes through Winters drear. O' One Percent! O' One Percent! The times they are a-changin. O' One Percent! O' One Percent! No treasure can you give me; O' One Percent! O' One Percent! No pleasure can you give me; For me to prop your system up, While me and mine go belly up. O' One Percent! O' One Percent! No treasure can you give me.

O' One Percent! O' One Percent! Your spokespeople lie daily; O' One Percent! O' One Percent! Your spokespeople lie daily; The corporations fill our ears, With things to buy and baseless fears. O' One Percent! O' One Percent! Your spokespeople lie daily. O' One Percent! O' One Percent! You are not our master; O' One Percent! O' One Percent! You are not our master; Through Unity we'll overcome, Let's bridge divisions everyone! O' One Percent! O' One Percent! You are not our master. Songs sung to Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire Our Nuts Roasting on an Open Fire By Stephanie Gillian O Our nuts roasting on an open fireWall Street laughing a at the coldRepurposed carols being sung by Occupiers, R A And folks with nowhere else to goEverybody knows a h home is a necessityTo help you make it through the n nightTiny tots, with their eyes all aglowWill find it hard T t to sleep tonightThey know that nothing's on its way T W With Mommy laid off last week, as was Daddy today... A And every mother's child is gonna cryPraying just to h have food and not dieSo I'm offering this simple pleaTo S k kids, all ages, round the globeAlthough it's been said theyre were too big to fail,We still need them to go to w j S jailSo I'm offering this simple pleaTo kids, all ages, r round the globeAlthough it's been said that were too b big to fail,We still need you,Children need you,The W C w world needs you,Yes, YOU! Songs Sung to Deck the Halls: Michael Schultz By

Hate the Earth and hate your body! Duh duh duh duh d duh duh derp derp duh If you don't we'll call you naughty Duh duh duh duh duh d duh derp derp duh.Don't accept your new gay neighbors Duh duh duh duh duh duh derp derp duh Tell them that they need a savior Duh duh duh duh duh duh d derp derp duhDefend the Empire, please go shopping Duh duh duh duh duh duh derp derp duh Forget about the bombs we're dropping Duh duh duh duh duh duh d derp derp duhStrive to be a one-percenter Duh duh duh duh duh duh derp derp duh While you work at s supercenters Duh duh duh duh duh duh derp derp duh Try to look behind the curtain Duh duh duh duh duh duh derp derp duh That will be a sin for certain Duh d duh duh duh duh duh derp derp duhListen to your cultures story Duh duh duh duh duh duh derp derp duh Join the herd, enforce it for me Duh duh duh duh duh duh derp derp duh

by Jeff Deck the halls of congress with cash Fa la la la la la la la la Tis the season to get your stash Fa la la la la la la la la Corporations fill the coffers Fa la la la la la la la la We will entertain all offers Fa la la la la la la la la Lady Liberty we extort Fa la la la la la la la la When we purchase the Supreme Court

Fa la la la la la la la la Our interests fill the dockets Fa la la la la la la la la As we line the judges pockets Fa la la la la la la la la Stack the deck against the masses Fa la la la la - La la la laaah. While the bankers all get passes Fa la la la la - La la la laaah. Don we now our yoke of slavry Fa la la - la la la - La la laaah. Ignore the Occupiers bravry Fa la la la la - La la la laaah. Songs sung to Do you Hear what I hear by Gina Botel Do You Hear What I Hear: Gina BotelSaid the police G c chief to the city mayor, Do you see what I see, do you s see what I seeWay down in the streets city mayor, A W c crowd, a crowd marching in the streetsWaving flags a and signs for all to seeWaving flags and signs for all to s S seeSaid the city mayor to the city hallDo you hear what I hear, Do you hear what I hear, Ringing through the t town city hall, Do you hear what I hear, Do you hear w what I hear, A chant, a chant, and the popping up of t tentsSaying we are all the 99 percent, We are all the 99 S p percent, Said city hall to the mighty banks, Do you S k know what I know, do you know what I knowIn your f fortress walls might banks, Do you know what I know, D T The 99, the 99, The people of this town, They will come, T o occupy and shut you down, They will come, occupy and shut you down

By

Stephanie Gilfillan

S Said the quiet voice to the little manDo you see what I s D seeDeep within your heart, little manDo you see what I s seeA light, a lightShining in the DarkIt will lead us out S o of this nightIt will lead us out of this nightSaid the little I m man to the hungry boyDo you hear what I hearRinging D t through the world, hungry boyDo you hear what I hear D T Theres food, theres foodAbundance all aroundTheres A e enough for you and for meTheres enough for you and f for meSaid the hungry boy to the mighty kingDo you S k know what I knowThere is no need to suffer, mighty k kingDo you know what I knowno child, no childShivers D n i in the coldThey have homes, more precious than gold T T They have homes, more precious than goldSaid the king t to the people everywhereListen with your own heartIt L t tells no lies, the quiet voice within Listen with your own h heartTheres love, theres loveLove too big to failDont T L l let this moment pass you by.Dont let this moment pass y you by.A world, a worldFull of Peace and LightNows F our moment, come join the fight. with Russelle Adams.

Songs sung to God rest ye Merry Gentlemen God Curse you greedy bankermen by Brian Cameron Deff God curse you greedy bankermen Trust nothing that you say We know Reagan your savior

Helped you all get paid Bush saved you all from regulators wrath This is when you went astray Oh tidings of the 1 percents Joy The 1 percents joy Oh tidings of 1 percents joy In Washington and Wall Street Their evil plan was hatched By Goldman Sachs and Citi Group The peoples wealth was snatched To their Master Duby-ya They were all attached Oh Tidings of 1 percents joy The 1 percents joy Oh Tidings of 1 percents joy From the mass a voice arose An idea had finally came And unto certain people Things would not be the same Those whos greed had hurt us all Be met with jeers and shame Oh tidings of the 99 percents joy The 99 percents joy Oh tidings of the 99 percents joy Fear not then said the rising voice The people Can win this fight On this day a movement is born To help restore whats right To free us all from Bankers Power The corporate control and might Oh Tidings of the 99 percents joy The 99 percents joy Oh tidings of the 99 percents joy

The people came and it took it back Took back what once was ours The Bankers lost their fancy homes, Their money and their cars Accused of the crimes they did cause Tried fairly, thrown in jail Oh Tidings of the 99 percents joy 99 percents Joy Oh Tidings of the 99 percents joy Another version by Jeff God rest ye merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay We took your house then your health care and sent your job away (ed-KM: we took your house and your health care and sent your job away)
Education for your children? Our schools they will destroy.

So the wealthy have comfort and joy Comfort and joy So the one percent have comfort and joy! God rest ye banking gentlemen May nothing you dismay Tho all your greed has pushed us into social disarray. The 99 per cent of us will be the ones to pay. Oh, tidings of comfort and joy. Comfort and joy. Oh, tidings of comfort and joy By Chris Lowe Arrest ye merry bankermen All profiting today You crashed the whole economy Yet nothing did you pay You threw us under unfair rule When you did go astray In-dict-ments our comfort and joy

comfort and joy

Do You Hear What I hear by Gina Botel Do You Hear What I Hear: Said the police chief to the c city mayor, Do you see what I see, do you see what I s W seeWay down in the streets city mayor, A crowd, a c crowd marching in the streetsWaving flags and signs f for all to seeWaving flags and signs for all to seeSaid W t the city mayor to the city hallDo you hear what I hear, D Do you hear what I hear, Ringing through the town city h hall, Do you hear what I hear, Do you hear what I hear, D A chant, a chant, and the popping up of tentsSaying we a are all the 99 percent, We are all the 99 percent, Said W c city hall to the mighty banks, Do you know what I know, d do you know what I knowIn your fortress walls might b banks, Do you know what I know, The 99, the 99, The D T p people of this town, They will come, occupy and shut y you down, They will come, occupy and shut you down

Songs sung to 12 Days of Christmas: The Twelve Days Of Occupation By Gina Botel G On the first day of occupation, the encampment gave to m meA tent, a space and a tarped treeOn the second day o of occupation the encampment gave to meTwo woolen b blankets, A tent, a space and a tarped treeOn the third d day of occupation the encampment gave to me, Three

warm meals, two woolen blankets, A tent, a space and a tarped tree On the fourth day of occupation, the encampment gave t to me, Four cups of coffee, Three warm meals, two w woolen blankets, A tent, a space and a tarped treeOn the fifth day of occupation, the encampment gave to m me, Five large GAsFour cups of coffee, Three warm meals, two woolen blankets, A tent, a space and a t tarped treeOn the sixth day of occupation, the e encampment gave to me, Six marchers marching, Five large GAsFour cups of coffee, Three warm meals, two w woolen blankets, A tent, a space and a tarped treeOn the seventh day of occupation, the encampment gave t to me, Seven signs a painting, Six marchers marching, Five large GAsFour cups of coffee, Three warm meals, two woolen blankets, A tent, a space and a tarped tree On the eighth day of occupation, the encampment gave t to me, Eight people dancing, Seven signs a painting, Six marchers marching, Five large GAsFour cups of coffee, Three warm meals, two woolen blankets, A tent, a space and a tarped treeOn the ninth day of o occupation, the encampment gave to me, Nine rumors spreading, Eight people dancing, Seven signs a painting, Six marchers marching, Five large GAsFour cups of coffee, Three warm meals, two woolen b blankets, A tent, a space and a tarped treeOn the tenth d day of occupation, the encampment gave to me, Ten police a raiding, Nine rumors spreading, Eight people dancing, Seven signs a painting, Six marchers marching, Five large GAsFour cups of coffee, Three warm meals, two woolen blankets, A tent, a space and a tarped tree

On the eleventh day of occupation, the encampment g gave to me, Eleven smokers smoking, Ten police a raiding, Nine rumors spreading, Eight people dancing, Seven signs a painting, Six marchers marching, Five large GAsFour cups of coffee, Three warm meals, two w woolen blankets, A tent, a space and a tarped treeOn the twelve day of occupation, the encampment gave to m me, Twelve drummers drumming, Eleven smokers smoking, Ten police a raiding, Nine rumors spreading, Eight people dancing, Seven signs a painting, Six marchers marching, Five large GAsFour cups of coffee, Three warm meals, two woolen blankets, A tent, a space and a tarped tree Another version Author Unknown On the first day of Xmas, taxpayers gave to me the keys to a brand new humvee! On the second day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me two vacation homes... On the third day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me three corporate jets... On the fourth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me a four hundred foot yacht... On the fifth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me a golden parachute! ... On the sixth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me six senators... On the seventh day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me seven maids a'cleaning... On the eighth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me 8000 sq ft house... On the ninth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me nine supreme court judges... On the tenth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me ten million in stock options...

On the eleveth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me eleven thousand layoffs... On the twelfth day of xmas, taxpayers gave to me twelve trillion in bailouts... Yet another! On the first day of Occupy my true love gave to me A sleeping bag inside a teepee On the second day of Occupy my true love gave to me Two vegan meals and a ... On the third day of Occupy my true love gave to me Three locked arms ... On the fourth day of Occupy my true love gave to me Four long GAs ... On the fifth day of Occupy my true love gave to me Fiiiiiive shut down banks ... Fo-our long GAs, three locked arms ... On the sixth day of Occupy my true love gave to me Six friends a-meeting On seventh day of Occupy my true love gave to me Seven cops arresting ... On the eighth day of Occupy my true love gave to me Eight chanters chanting ... On the ninth day of Occupy my true love gave to me Nine marchers marching ... On the tenth day of Occupy my true love gave to me Ten calls resounding ... On the eleventh day of Occupy my true love gave to me Eleven drummers drumming ... On the twelfth day of Occupy my true love gave to me Twelve hopeful futures ... Songs Sung to Let it Snow By Carole RubinOh the weather is wet and winteryThe C O

b bloom is off tent citiesBut the people here stay cause t they knowIf they dont itll be status quoNow the 99 are I s solid and stand strongThey know that the economy is b built wrongIf we dont change the way money flowsItll I s still be status quoOh the rich keep building their f fortunesOff the backs of the rest of us peonsPollution O t they love if it will growTheir rigged up status quoWe T n need green jobs for our planetAn economy built as t though we get itIf we dont and let each other fallIts I a always be status quoSo occupy, stay strong and call out S F For changes to the way wealth is dealt outHealthy p planet, living wage for allLets create a new status quo

Songs Sung to Santas Coming to Town: Occupy is coming to town You better watch out, you better not lie You better not steal Im telling you why Occupy is coming to town Youre cooking the books, Were checking them twice Gonna find out whos naughty or nice Occupy is coming to town We see you when youre cheating We know when youre a snake We know when youve been bad or good So be good for goodness sake Oh, you better watch out, you better not spy You better not pry Im telling you why Occupy is coming to town We see you when youre speaking We know when youre a fake We know if youve been doing wrong So do good for goodness sake

Were speaking out loud, were going to try Were going to teach you not to lie Occupy is coming to town. Songs Sung to Little Drummer Boy Little Drummer Boys Come they told me pa rum pum pum pum Fight for your right to speak pa rum pum pum pum October sixth well meet pa rum pum pum pum To revolt in the streets pa rum pum pum rum pum pum pum rum pum pum pum Shall we shout to them rum pum pum pum from under their thumbs We came to congregate pa rum pum pum pum We are all poor boys too pa rum pum pum pum We now have words to bring pa rum pum pum pum Fit for the banker thieves pa rum pum pum rum pum pum pum rum pum pum pum We wont beg from you pa rum pum pum pum another crumb They told us to leave pa rum pum pum pum They came with gas and guns pa rum pum pum pum We played our drums for them pa rum pum pum We kept our peace for them pa rum pum pum pum rum pum pum pum rum pum pum pum Next day they swung at us pa rum pum pum pums Us and our drums Songs Sung to Away in a Manger:

By Fern Capella Away In Our Hearts

Away in our hearts lives a place we all know where children are cherished and healthy things grow where everyones equal and all have a home a place full of love, grace, compassion and hope. A new day is coming for the Earth that we love that old way is dying and shriveling up the world that we make now is up to all of us lets let every day be the day of the dove. Peace is our vision and love is in our hearts we dont know what will happen but we know this is the start our children deserve laughter, imagination and art Take my hand in this new world and lets all do our part. Version by Unknown Author Away in the Caymans The Plutocrats wept Because, we the people Are listing their debts Were no longer fooled by Divide and delay Were planting the seeds But theyre making the hay Were humans, not cattle We will not be cowed We are all unbroken Unbent and unbowed With love for the Earth We will stand straight and strong With love for each other Well sing a new song We will stand together

Through the cold and pain The Plutocrats loss Will be the peoples gain Theres food for the billions When we start to share The power is ours When we decide to care

By Greg XPresley Dashing thru the snow We will have our say Oer the streets well go Laughing all the way Drums are pounding loud Keeping spirits bright O what fun to occupy Our city streets tonight! Occupy, Occupy, Its our turn today Oh! what joy to occupy For a better way - oh! Occupy, Occupy, its our turn today Songs Sung to Jingle Bells: by Jeff Jingle bills. Jingle coins. Jingle all the way. Oh, what fun it is to shop, while freedom slips away. Oh, Jingle bills. Jingle coins. Jingle all the way. Oh, what fun it is to shop, While justice is delayed.

Dashing through the mall With credit cards in play Into debt we go Laughing all the way Bells on cashbox rings Making spirits bright What fun it is to shop for bling While we lose all our rights. Oh... Jingle Bells, Wall Street smells They took our jobs away! Profits first while people thirst For justice every day! Oh Jingle Bells, fill the cells Of prisons with the rich! Who practice greed while those in need Get told that life's a bitch! Songs sung for Chanukkah to the Dredl Song By Chris Lowe Please add verses! Oh, protest protest protest We make with voice and feet And at our stand up protest Our comrades we will meet

Songs Sung to Do you Hear What I Hear: Do You Hear What I Hear: Said the police chief to the city mayor, Do you see what I see, do you see what I see

Way down in the streets city mayor, A crowd, a crowd marching in the streets Waving flags and signs for all to see Waving flags and signs for all to see Said the city mayor to the city hall Do you hear what I hear, Do you hear what I hear, Ringing through the town city hall, Do you hear what I hear, Do you hear what I hear, A chant, a chant, and the popping up of tents Saying we are all the 99 percent, We are all the 99 percent, Said city hall to the mighty banks, Do you know what I know, do you know what I know In your fortress walls might banks, Do you know what I know, The 99, the 99, The people of this town, They will come, occupy and shut you down, They will come, occupy and shut you down, Said the Occupy to the people everywhere Listen to what I say Greed must stop people everywhere Listen to what I say The Banks, The Government, They lie, they cheat, they steal, They get rich why we dont have a meal They get rich why we dont have a meal The Banks, The Government, They lie, they cheat, they steal, They get rich why we dont have a meal They get rich why we dont have a meal Songs Sung to Hark the Herald Angels Sing By Michael Schultz Hark, the TV Channel Sings Do not think when you buy things!

Plastic crap made by a child Sweatshop labor, now in style Joyful, watch the Dow Jones rise Corporate profits born from lies While the TV host proclaims If you dont think, there is no shame Hark, the TV Channel Sings Do not think when you buy things! Buy the latest things in stores, Buy and then go buy some more Deep in debt we beg you come This is how the machine hums Veiling wants we call them needs In commercials planting seeds Pleased that you have come to sell Your integrity for hell Hark, the TV Channel Sings Do not think when you buy things! Hail the latest gadgetry Broke in two weeks, maybe three Trash and Trinkets, endless rings Of consumption, cheap, fake dreams Obsolete and by design Made to break down in no time Corporations after-birth Fills our oceans and our Earth Hark, the TV Channel Sings Do not think when you buy things! Songs sung to Walking in a Winter Wonderland by Kelly Karjola Organizing Workers in this Land CEOs are you listening? On respect were insisting

In each industry our plans gonna be Organizing workers in this land All you rich politicians Unions want recognition Youd better take note, were using our votes And organizing workers in this land We all share a vision for our Occupy movement One day working poor will not be found We wont stop until we win improvements And theres a living wage in every town! So lets join those committees Time to build Union Cities Its a beautiful sight when we all unite Organizing workers in this land

This is Occupy to the tune of "This is Halloween" from the 1993 movie Nightmere before Christmas Ivy Knight
Boys and girls from everyevery age, wouldn't you like to see something strange ? Join us and you will see humans with guns on the street This is Occupy, this is Occupy nobody wants to be filled with fright This is Occupy, Portland's Occupy Take the streets till our neighbors wanna use their rights It's our town, everybody scream In this town of Stump Town please You are the ones hiding around our beds, guns kept clean and eyes in your head

You are the ones making everyone stare, tazers in view and helmets on your hair. This is Occupy, this is Occupy Violence is not a cool thing right ? In this town we call home, everyone loves a creative song. In this town, don't we love it now ? Is everyone voting for that Mike Reece guy ? Cross the corner,street threat'ning some kids again. Someone's choosing if you ponce, and how we'll... Film! really, every - thing. The Red & Black, their on our team. Are we scared? Well, that's just fine say it once, say it twice take a chance with us tonight ! Stand with your self to defend your rights. Everybody scream, everybody scream In our town of Stump Town please ! You are the clowns with the gas proof face, here in a line and armed with mace. We are the ones shouting on the streets filling our town to brim with light The Occupy, this is Occupy Violence isn't a good thing, right ?

Duh duh duh! Duh duh duh ! Tender limbs on everyone life's no good without any fun It's your job, but if you're mean, screw you dude, you're still mean. In this town, don't we love it now ? Is everybody voting for that Mike Reece guy? This is Occupy, Portland's Occupy ! Non-Violent ! Non-Violent ! Non-Violent ! Non-Violent ! In this town we call home Everyone loves a creative song Na na na-na na

Frosty the Poor Man by Carole Rubin

the poor man Was as poor as a man could be He lost his home to a Wall Street scam Now out on the street is he
Frosty

Frosty the poor man Has a wife and kids does he And in Occupy Town they do all hang round Till he changes the economy Frosty the poor man Would love to have some work With a company that respected the earth And gave him a pension perk Frosty the poor man

Aint looking for a free handout But in his country a real democracy Not a plan that leaves him out

You better not Arm (to Santa's Comin to Town) by Carole Rubin
You better not arm You better not spray You better not charge Cause were gonna stay Occupy will be heard You better not club You better not gas You better not sue Were going to last Occupy till we are heard We know that youve been stealing We know that you know graft Well hear what we are saying Not one more day will pass You better hear good You better hear well Were here in the hood And were mad as hell Occupy till we are heard You better understand You better hear us out Theres a line in the sand Were standing to shout Occupy till we are heard We know that we scare you

We know you want us quit But until were sure we get through We wont budge even a bit You better mend ways You better give back Theres no time to play Youve got no more slack Occupy till we are heard This system is real broken It cant go on this way 1% has all the power While the rest of us act like slaves So You better listen up Were telling you now The change is right here And the change is right now Occupy until were heard

To "God Rest ye Merry Gentlemen" Good folks by Carole Rubin

Good folks gathered to speak out For fair and just world order They formed tent cities all about From Portland to Vancouver All across this world of ours Occupy! the calling To bring bright light and cast great doubt On unjust corporate stealing Economies around the world

Are brinking on disaster Rich are living off the poor In all the ways that matter So we gather to cry out Time to change this story All should live in fairness and A brand new Economy All we ask is for a wage That will make a living In jobs that will the planet save No more rape and running Time to heal our planet now Time to listen to us Time to build a future now Based on mutual trust So bankers traders government Listen to our teaching We need a structure that will keep Anyone from reaping All the wealth for just a few The rest in lack to suffer Time to take down and build anew A world thats fair to offer