Abed: Oh, Christmas Troy, Oh, Christmas Troy
Thy candles shine so brightly.
Oh, Christmas Troy, Oh, Christmas Troy
Much pleasure thou canst give me.
Jeff: Why do you guys do stuff like this?
Troy: Cause it’s fun.
Jeff/Abed: The sight of thee at Christmastide
Spreads hope and gladness far and wide.
All: OH, CHRISTMAS TROY, OH, CHRISTMAS TROY
THOU TREE MOST FAIR AND LOVELY.
Abed: Don’t move.
Troy: This nose smells like a special drink.
When I die, I’d like to be reborn as Troy and Abed.