Learn Language through the song - | English exercises

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[French narrator] Ah, I love Spongemas Eve.

"Twas the night before Spongemas,

the sea twinkled with bright lights,

and Bikini Bottom chanted,

'Santa is coming tonight, tonight.'"

[carolers] ♪ Oh, Santa's coming Tonight, tonight ♪

-[growls] - ♪ Santa's coming tonight ♪

♪ Santa's coming Tonight, tonight ♪

♪ Santa's coming tonight ♪

Come on, everybody!

Let's sing till Santa gets here!

♪ Santa Claus, Santa Claus Santa's on his way ♪

♪ I'm giving him a present He'll take back on his sleigh ♪

-♪ Yay! ♪ -[song ends]

[narrator] On the top of everyone's mind,

memories of Christmases before.

Some wished to remember less,

but others wished for more.

[cheering]

[excited clamoring]

[mumbling indistinctly]

[excited shudders]

[mumbles] What would you like for Christmas?

[overlapping incoherent lists]

[mumbles] Pipe down, children.

[groans]

[grunts, smacks lips] Huh?

What the...?

[excited shudders]

[gasps] SpongeBob SquarePants?

Hi, Santa.

Did you know that I'm your biggest fan?

Aww, that's very sweet of you, Santa.

But actually, Patchy the Pirate is my biggest fan.

Ho-ho-ho!

Ahoy, SpongeBob and Patrick!

It's me, Patchy the Pirate!

[dramatic gasps, grunts]

[narrator] Time to pick a tree and trim it with care,

for Santa's coming soon and the coral is to share.

♪ It's shaping up to be A wonderful holiday ♪

♪ Not your normal Average every day ♪

♪ Sounds like someone Felled my old coral tree ♪

♪ SpongeBob, Patrick Why'd you do this to me? ♪

♪ The world feels like It's in loverly ♪

♪ Go away Before I harm you bodily ♪

♪ This Christmas feels like ♪

♪ The very first Christmas To me ♪

[garbage clanging]

♪ There'll be shopping Decorating ♪

♪ And plenty of snow ♪

♪ Hey, Patrick, who's that Under the mistletoe? ♪

♪ What? Who, me? ♪

♪ Would you look at the time I should go ♪

♪ People seem a little more Brotherly ♪

♪ Here's a special something To you from me ♪

-♪ To you from me ♪ -♪ Even all the trash ♪

♪ On Christmas It smells so sweetly ♪

♪ This Christmas feels like ♪

♪ The very first Christmas To me ♪

[vocalizing]

♪ What do you want? Can't you see that I'm busy? ♪

♪ Step outside, we've got Something for you to see ♪

♪ SpongeBob, take this stuff Down immediately ♪

♪ Chestnuts roasting And burns in the third degree ♪

♪ Tonight things are As good as they seem to be ♪

♪ A star on top Will complete all the scenery ♪

♪ This Christmas feels like ♪

♪ The very first Christmas To me ♪

[chattering grunt]

♪ This Christmas feels like ♪

♪ The very first Christmas To me ♪

[narrator] Patrick didn't think much

about his first Christmas Day.

But you could say he doesn't think much any day

about anything in any way.

[happy grunts]

[dreamy, festive music playing]

[narrator] His favorite Christmas memory?

He truly can't remember.

But he loves the taste of treats

-and snowballs in December. -Hey!

Patrick, you fool, this was over before it started!

I will now consider your unconditional surren...

-[air deflates] -...der.

[guffawing]

So that's how he wants it to go down.

[Patrick continues laughing]

[grunting battle cry]

Ha! You missed me!

[grunting battle cry resumes]

[muffled grunts]

[slo-mo groans]

[grunting]

[gulps, panting] Whew!

[SpongeBob reloads, battle cry resumes]

[grunting cries]

Score one for the boys back home!

-Yes? Oh, Patrick. -[inaudible grunts]

What an unpleasant surprise.

-[watery exclamations] -Oh, boy.

Nothing like a game of charades.

-[watery grunts] -Mmm.

[gulps, gasps]

I was trying to tell you I was choking on snow,

but the snow melted and turned into water

and I drank all the water. Now I'm better.

Fascinating.

[narrator] Even in this festive season,

Squidward has neighbors he hates.

But he loves his art

that no one else appreciates.

[chuckles]

An artist such as myself should not be subject

to such menial tasks.

Aww, don't be menial to Squidward, Mr. Krabs.

-I'll take the delivery. -No.

Mr. Squidward is a real artist now,

and real artists can handle anything.

[shuddering] The Arctic is so cold.

[shivering]

[gasps] Come on, Squidward.

You're a strong artist.

You can do it!

No!

[Squidward shouts, teeth chattering]

-Uh, SpongeBob? [screams] -Oh, hi, Squidward.

SpongeBob, what are you doing here?

Just getting some ice. Fresh.

[gulping]

[giggles] Need some help?

[SpongeBob shouts, hums]

[upbeat music plays]

Here's your food.

Hey, this is cold!

Perfect!

-[laughing] -[Squidward groans]

Eh, we'd better get you home.

[narrator] Squidward tried his best to sleep in his bed,

but visions of SpongeBob tortured his head.

You're making me claustrophobic.

What does claustrophobic mean?

It means he's afraid of Santa Claus.

-No, it doesn't! -Ho-ho-ho! [giggles]

Stop it, Patrick, you're scaring him!

Ho-ho-ho!

[Squidward screams]

[narrator] Try as he might,

Squidward couldn't sleep a wink.

And all SpongeBob could do was lie awake and think,

"Decorations are up, the stockings are stuffed."

"But will all this Christmas cheer I've shared be enough?"

[narrator] Plankton was haunted by all his tries and fails.

Would this be his year when he all would hail?

He looked back at those times that he had almost won,

like when Bikini Bottom had a blizzard of chum.

-[festive music playing] -[all exclaiming]

You all love Chum Day?

[all cheering]

It was me! I invented Chum Day!

Chum Day is copywritten by me!

[grunts]

Excuse me, are you responsible for all this chum?

Yes, that's right. You're welcome.

Well, as the health inspector, I've got something for you.

One billion dollars?!

[groaning]

[splatting grunt]

You know, there is a way out of paying the fine.

I'll do it. What is it?

You can eat up all the chum.

Hmm? [grunts]

[coughing, gasps]

Isn't there anyone that knows the true meaning of Chum Day?

-I know. Lights, please. -Hmm?

And lo, there was chum.

A food that turned from revolting to festive

by magical thinking.

And the goodwill of chum clogged the hearts of fishkind

and ushered in a new-- [grunts]

[laughter]

[narrator]

[island music playing]

[fatigued groans]

[splutters, groans]

[moaning]

[narrator] When what to his bad burning brain should appear

but a miniature elf and eight beefy reindeer.

Yo! Where do you think you're going?

[high voice] Who, me?

I'm just a little elf!

[whimpering]

You don't smell like no elf.

[normal voice] Oh, yeah? What's it to you, you moose!

[snorting]

Hey, Dasher, Dancer,

Prancer, Vixon, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen!

-[heavy metal music plays] -[all growling]

Well, looks like we got a whole Christmas special here.

Ready for some reindeer games?

Eh, peace on Earth?

[shouting, grunting]

That better be mud on your hooves! Whoa!

[narrator] Little Sheldon thought of

big chaos he had sought.

Schemes and plots and evil Christmas robots.

You put that jolly elf down, you big tin imposter!

Hot from the oven, full of lovin'!

[electrical sizzling]

Hurry up, Santa! Hop on!

-[tires squealing] -[booming]

Thanks again for saving my keister.

It was nothing.

You're clearly a very good lad.

Unlike the owner of that windup monstrosity.

What have you got there?

"If found, please return to the Chum Bucket"?

Plankton!

Uh-oh.

Hand it over, Sheldon. Don't make it any worse.

[splats]

Okay, boys, let's give Plankton what he deserves!

[Plankton] Eww! Ahh!

[gasping shout]

I can't take it! [whimpering sobs]

[narrator] Mr. Krabs was pooped from working holiday shifts.

What are they, nuts? Giving away gifts?

[snoring]

[Karen sobs] I got you the perfect gift!

The Krabby Patty formula?

Mwah! Mwah!

H-H-How did you get it?

First, I went to the Krusty Krab.

[upbeat music plays]

[Karen] One Krabby Patty please.

[bell dings]

[beeping]

[whirring]

Thank you.

Whatever.

Mwah. Mwah. Mwah.

What? Sorry, I wasn't listening.

Well, you can tell me later.

You're not getting this until you get me a gift.

[Patrick] This chewing gum is my most beloved possession.

And I'm giving it to my bestest friend on Best Friends' Day.

Patrick, I am truly honored.

[sniffles] And...

[sobbing]

What's wrong, buddy?

[gasping] You got me such an amazing gift!

And all I got you was... that.

Greetings. I am Robo 2.1,

your personal robot servant.

I am proficient in providing over 250,000 creature comforts.

Would you care for a pastry?

-[dings] -[gulps]

Nom!

Sweet, hot, and juicy!

SpongeBob?

He made me a present?

[scoffs] It's probably a jellyfish net.

Or an old Krabby Patty. [chuckles]

Or... pfft! [mocking] His favorite underpants!

Present. Ha!

Wha...?

Why, it looks like a clarinet.

[sniffs]

[sniffing] It smells like one too.

Hand-crafted out of driftwood?

And it's even got my name on it.

What's this?

["Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy" plays]

Wow!

This is the greatest gift I have ever gotten. [sniffles]

[narrator] "Give things away?" Krabs thought this was funny.

Why donate a dime when you can make money?

-Order up! -Hey, where's my food?

[gulps]

Mmm!

[overlapping gulps]

I want my Krabby Flabby!

Comin' right up, sir!

[frustrated grunts] Ow!

[glass squeaking]

-Delicious! -[whistle blows]

[all cheering]

Wow, that looks like fun.

I'll have two Krabby Patties, but don't cook them!

I'll have two frozen Krabby Patties too!

-Yes, sir! -I want Patty skates!

I need two patties, now!

It's beautiful.

I'm selling twice as many patties

and I don't even have to cook 'em!

This is the happiest and most cost-effective day

of me whole life.

[laughter fades]

[narrator] Sandy was watching winter sports in her head,

thinking of freezing friends on the sled.

[grunting]

Attaboy, Gary!

[sled creaking]

-[dramatic music plays] -[Gary yowls]

[all screaming]

[both gasp] Whew!

Cliff!

[screaming]

Hold on, SpongeBob!

[grunts]

We made it.

Hooray.

Right, Squidward?

[gasps] Oh my gosh!

Patrick!

Lean to the other side!

-Excuse me, ma'am. -[Karen] What?!

-Gotcha! -Hey, Sandy,

have you given any thought to how we're gonna...

land?

[snarling]

[growls, roars]

[narrator] Icy mountains and monsters

Sandy can handle for sure,

but beware, you thieves who might steal her fur.

What is this stuff?

[Patrick] It's a vast, swirling wonderland

of sparkly white pleasure!

Let it fill your senses with cascading fluffy pillows

of excitement and comfort

as you've never felt before.

Wow, Patrick. [sniffles] That was beautiful.

What? I was just reading this candy wrapper. See?

[narrator] Since the tropical heat of the sea was the norm,

SpongeBob and Patrick needed help to stay warm.

Oh, look! It's SpongeBob and Patrick!

-[both shrieking] -Hi, guys!

[shrieks stop]

[soft guitar notes play]

[bird twittering nearby]

[screams]

[narrator] Still in his bed with the morning ahead,

SpongeBob thought of snow and Santa in red.

[holiday music playing]

♪ Oh, it's drawing very near ♪

♪ My favorite time of year ♪

♪ The snow is falling And the cold wind blows ♪

♪ Christmas is almost here ♪

♪ And I know that Santa, Santa, Santa ♪

♪ Has his jolly little eyes On me ♪

♪ It keeps me warm And filled with glee ♪

♪ To know Santa has his eyes on me ♪

♪ I light my house Like a Christmas tree ♪

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-lee ♪

♪ 'Cause Santa, Santa, Santa Has his jolly little ♪

-[horn toots] -♪ Eyes on me ♪

[upbeat music plays]

Hi, Squidward, what are you doing today?

Stringing lights so Santa knows,

in no uncertain terms,

to go away!

[narrator] Ah, Christmas memories.

Your results may vary

from ones cheery and fun

to ones less than merry.

There was that time it seemed Santa wouldn't show.

SpongeBob still can't forget

Squid's humiliating photo.

[Squidward] Say "Santa Claus."

[weepy] Santa Claus.

[Polaroid camera whirring]

Aww. Our first Christmas.

♪ This Christmas feels like The very first Christmas ♪

♪ The first Christmas Is this Christmas ♪

♪ 'Cause it feels like The first Christmas to me ♪

[cackling]

[narrator] But it never takes much to give SpongeBob a smirk.

Especially on Christmas, bringing cheer to a jerk.

[holiday music playing]

♪ Bring joy to the world It's the thing to do ♪

♪ But the world does not Revolve around you ♪

-♪ Don't be a jerk ♪ -♪ Don't be a jerk ♪

♪ It's Christmas ♪

♪ Be nice to babies and animals Old folks too ♪

♪ 'Cause that's how you'd Like them to treat you ♪

♪ Use turn signals Don't screen my calls ♪

♪ Don't you wreck the house When you deck the halls ♪

♪ Spit your gum where it won't Wind up on my shoe ♪

♪ Squeeze toothpaste From the bottom of the tube ♪

-♪ Don't be a jerk ♪ -♪ Don't be a jerk ♪

♪ It's Christmas ♪

♪ It's Christmas! ♪

[narrator] The chestnuts were roasting,

the halls were all decked,

but what's this? A surprise he will never forget.

Squidward, dressed in fur from his head to his toes.

He looked like Kris Kringle in those new Christmas clothes.

His eyes, how they twinkled,

his dimples, how merry.

His cheeks were like roses,

his nose, oh, très scary.

You're... S-S-S-S-San... [gasps]

S-S-S-S-San... [gasps]

-S-S-S-S-San... [gasps] -Hey, uh, kid?

Take it easy.

S-S-S-S-Santa!

SpongeBob?

SpongeBob!

S-S-S-S-San...

[gasps]

Don't do that again.

I knew you'd make it, Santa!

Hey, Santa, where's your big round belly?

Well, uh, that, um, is a result of,

uh, undersea pressure on my body.

Where's your reindeer? And your flying machine?

Uh, I loaned them to the Easter Bunny.

And what about that nose?

I knew you were supposed to have a big one!

But that thing's gigantic! [laughs]

-All right, I'm Santa! -Santa!

This is the greatest gift you could've given me.

Thank you for bringing Christmas to Bikini Bottom.

[fire crackling]

[narrator]

[horn blows]

[gasps]

Come on, Gary, you lazy bones,

it's time to wake up!

[narrator] Good friends gather round the ol' Krusty Krab.

Presents and feasts and cheer they will have.

SpongeBob can see the joy he's brought along.

And his heart is aflutter as he bursts into song.

-♪ O... ♪ -Oh, no, he's not gonna sing.

♪ O Krusty Krab O Krusty Krab ♪

♪ O how I love you Krusty Krab ♪

♪ Your Krabby Patties From the grill ♪

♪ The smell of grease Gives me a thrill ♪

♪ O Krusty Krab O Krusty Krab ♪

♪ O how I love you Krusty Krab ♪

♪ With prices high And portions small ♪

♪ The stains of mustard On the wall ♪

♪ O Krusty Krab O Krusty Krab ♪

♪ O how I love you Krusty Krab ♪

[narrator] Santa springs to his sleigh, his reindeer set sail,

and they wave fond farewells

like the fin of a whale.

And they hear him exclaim as he swims out of sight,

"Merry Spongemas to all, and to all a good night."

[fire crackling]

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