Vole in my soul.
The vole, not a mole.
Still Vole digs a hole,
Then Vole takes a stroll.
Vole tends the goal.
Vole collects a toll,
'Cause it's the vole who tricked the troll.
Now Vole I must console,
'Cause he's the vole who cannot bowl,
Vole, who's on the dole,
Vole in Papa's role.
Vole's out on parole.
They say the vole is the sole
Surviving vole on border patrol,
Vole, heartedly whole,
Who stole our stockings full of coal.
Long live the vole, vole, vole,
Viva la Vole!
'Cause now the vole is on a roll.
Yeah, the vole rides the new foal.
Vole slides down the pole,
And Vole is in control.
"Vole," says the poll.
"Vole," votes Nicole.
Vole's Groom of the Stole
For the king calling for his bowl,
Beware the vole in my soul.
The vole, not a mole.
Still Vole digs a hole,
Then Vole takes a stroll.
Vole tends the goal.
Vole collects a toll,
'Cause it's the vole who tricked the troll.
Now Vole I must console,
'Cause he's the vole who cannot bowl,
Vole, who's on the dole,
Vole in Papa's role.
Vole's out on parole.
They say the vole is the sole
Surviving vole on border patrol,
Vole, heartedly whole,
Who stole our stockings full of coal.
Long live the vole, vole, vole,
Viva la Vole!
'Cause now the vole is on a roll.
Yeah, the vole rides the new foal.
Vole slides down the pole,
And Vole is in control.
"Vole," says the poll.
"Vole," votes Nicole.
Vole's Groom of the Stole
For the king calling for his bowl,
Beware the vole.

Vole...

vole in my soul.
The vole, not a mole.
Still Vole digs a hole,
Then Vole takes a stroll.
Vole tends the goal.
Vole collects a toll,
'Cause it's the vole who tricked the troll.
Now Vole I must console,
'Cause he's the vole who cannot bowl,
Vole, who's on the dole,
Vole in Papa's role.
Vole's out on parole.
They say the vole is the sole
Surviving vole on border patrol,
Vole, heartedly whole,
Who stole our stockings full of coal.
Long live the vole, vole, vole, (Vole!)
Viva la Vole!
'Cause now the vole is on a roll.
Yeah, the vole rides the new foal.
Vole slides down the pole,
And Vole is in control.
"Vole," says the poll.
"Vole," votes Nicole.
Vole's Groom of the Stole
For the king calling for his bowl,
Beware the vole.

Vole...

He is the only vole I know.
His every virtue I extol.
From his nose down to the bottoms of his soles,
He is the vole, vole, vole!

Vole,
Vole,
Vole plays the sweetest rock 'n' roll
When he plays the old viol.

He is the only vole I know.
His every virtue I extol.
From his nose down to the bottoms of his soles,
He is the vole, vole, vole!

Vole...
Long live the
Vole...
Viva la Vole!
Vole...
All hail the
Vole...
God Save the
Vole...
Trust in the vole.