From Mike Danver Scott's 2012 blog


AUNTIE JULIA

It's Christmas day the family who came to dinner stayed for tea
and my digestive system feels peculiar.
We've pulled the crackers, read the jokes, then on her fourteenth rum and coke,
granny said, "Let's all sing Hallelujah".
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelu-u-u-u-u-jah.

I've heard it sung so many times, that litany of dodgy rhymes,
it's even sung by Natalie Imbruglia.
We get up to verse nine or ten, then you suggest we start again,
but I'm afraid I had to overrule yah.
Overrule yah, overrule yah, overrule ya, overru-u-u-u-u-ule yah.

The gift I gave you was quite nice, but you had got the same thing twice,
I've still got the receipt, I'll post it to yah.
At Christmas we must show we care, and that's the reason I must wear
this cardy knitted by your Auntie Julia.
Auntie Julia, Auntie Julia, Auntie Julia, Auntie Ju-u-u-u-u-ulia.

When Leonard heard my Christmas song, it didn't take him very long,
to figure out that this was Hallelujah,
he 'phoned his lawyer straight away, said "Get a letter off today,
tell him Mr. Cohen's gonna sue yah".
Gonna sue yah, gonna sue yah, gonna sue yah, gonna sue-u-u-u-u-ue yah

Pine needles dropping off the tree, whilst I am absentmindedly,
beginning to peel my thirty-first satsuma.
At Christmas I get overwrought, but even so I never thought,
that I would wind up singing Hallelujah.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelu-u-u-u-u-u-jah.