LYRICS
[knock, knock]
I swore I heard a knock at the door
When I went to explore
I found they were no more
There was no body
Nobody was there
It was the strangest thing
I heard the doorbell ring
Thought maybe it was some carolers coming to sing
The strangest thing
When I answered the door
They were no more
There was no body there
Nobody
[knock, knock]
Who is it?
Up on the rooftop
Most baffling
Hearing the strangest thing
Like 8 little reindeer hoof
When I say little… they weren’t really that little… but compared to the roof
8 reindeer hoofs… 8 x 4… maybe even more
If ya count the one rednosed one
So I arose
Trying to be on my toes
I suppose…
Out of curiosity
I had to see
If there was anybody there
Some body
Somebody
Coming down the chimney
I had to see
’cause I’d heard
It was a tradition
And, I was just itching
To find out if this tradition was just fiction
Or, if there was just a sliver of truth
Because if it could be true for me
Maybe it could be true for you, too
So I had to see what this clutter was… this clutter of clatter
If it ’twas the spirit of Christmas
Is that no body somebody
Hard to put my finger on it
This Christmas spirit
But, I tell ya I hear it
Up on the rooftop
Yes, I suppose when I arose
I just had to look in the right place
If I wanted to see the Christmas spirit’s face
It was right in front of me the whole time
And, here I am searching high and low
At least now I know
Up on the rooftop
Why not?
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: F# D# G# F#
Rhythm: 134 Beats Per Minute / Ambient #3 and Big Band #1
Recording: 1-track digital stereo
Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers and an Alesis Vortex controller to Albeton software (microKorg, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, and a couple pedals)
From the album That Time Of Year
by Daniel Brouse