Eclipse 6 on iTunes: bit.ly/AM-Eclipse6 Get it here: bit.ly/Hamildolph Facebook: www.facebook.com/Eclipse6 Twitter: www.twitter.com/EclipseSingers Website: www.eclipse6.com Instagram: instagram.com/eclipsesingers# CREDITS: Original Music & Lyrics: Lin-Manuel Miranda Parody Lyrics: Shayne and Heather Taylor Song Arrangement and Production: Patrick Rose Mixing/Mastering: Darren Rust at Skyland Studios www.skylandstudio.com/ Video Production: CIRCA3 www.circa3.com/ Direction and Choreography: Patrick Rose Editing: Kasey LaRose Cinematography: Kasey LaRose, Tyler Cahoon Lighting: Josh Roberts Costuming: Heather Taylor, Jill Garrett Thank you to: Pickleville Playhouse for the location www.picklevilleplayhouse.com/banditochristmas/ Centerpoint Legacy Theatre for costumes www.centerpointtheatre.org/ LYRICS An homage to “Alexander Hamilton” and “Right Hand Man” from Hamilton: An American Musical How does a young buck reindeer, one who was constantly Mocked and dropped in the middle of a forgotten Island full of misfit toys, where nobody could tell you what his name is, Grow up to be the one who’s the most famous? The same reindeer, who led Santa through the fog an' Went globe trottin’ by not lettin’ fear stop him, Got treated like a dog an' That made it a tough slog an' He was green: he barely had antlers upon his noggin’. And every day his playmates berated him by calling him Names and it was lame, he struggled and kept his guard up. Inside he was tired of hearin’ the same old line, he Started making use of his nose—it was super shiny. Well, the word got around, they said, “This deer is insane, man!” Wasn’t very long before the word got to the Big Man. All the other reindeer used to ban you from their games, but The world’s gonna know your name. What’s your name, man? Rudolph Red-Nosed Reindeer My name is Rudolph Red-Nosed Reindeer And Santa came to me one foggy year On Christmas Eve, Christmas Eve —Here he comes! Here comes the Santa Claus! Ladies and gentlemen! The moment you’ve been waiting for! The pride of the North Pole! Saint Nicholas! There’s a delay Of my sleigh, Right before Christmas Day. This fog is not going away, I’m gonna need someone to light the way. Check it— Can I be real a second? For just a millisecond? Let down my guard and tell the people how I feel a second? Now I’m the model of a modern myth that’s magical, A veteran with venison valeting him whose elves are all Lining up, to make my sleigh ascendable, Hitchin’ reindeer to harnesses And checkin’ off the names on Nice and Naughty Lists, But the elephant is in the room: The fog is in our face and our mission is about to be doomed! Any hope of success is fleeting, How can I keep leading, when the reindeer I’m leading can’t be seeing? We put a halt to proceedings as we try to get vision; It’s a tough decision. Listen, We are in fog That’s thick We gotta go quick We gotta make it through this year, Ayo, I need a new lead reindeer. Is this the team with which I am to circle the globe? We fly at midnight—the North Pole in the distance. I cannot fly if I cannot see, people! I’m in dire need of assistance. Brrr Your Excellency, you wanted to see me? Rudolph, come in—did you say “brrr”? Yes, sir, ‘cause it’s freezing. There’s a rumor, sir: Christmas is canceled because there’s a storm out? Rudolph? Sir? Close the door, don’t let the warm out. Have I done something wrong, sir? On the contrary. I called you here because our odds are beyond scary. Your reputation precedes you, so I have to ask— Sir? Rudolph, what will it take to get you on my staff? Sir?! Okay, look, I know you’ve got a crazy shiny nose, In fact, I’ve heard there are those who even say it glows. I know the deer and all the elves now admire you They laugh and call me names, like Pinocchio. Now why’re you upset? I’m not— It’s alright you want to fly, you’ve got a hunger. You’re just like Donner as a youngster. Head full of fantasies of flyin’ like a starter? Yes. Flying is easy, young man. Leading is harder. Why are you telling me this? I’m being honest. I need to get these toys to all the kids like I promised. A fog this thick is not an option I chose, I need a reindeer who can light up his nose. So? I am not throwin’ away my shot! I am not throwin’ away my shot! Ayo, it’s just why he came here, a young and scrappy reindeer! I am not throwing away my shot! Son, we are in fog that’s thick! You need all the help you can get, I have some friends: Yukon Cornelius, And Hermey—he’s a dentist. K, what else? We gotta go quick! We’ll need to go as the crow flies, Take shortcuts and zoom through the night sky, I’ll tell the elves to load the sleigh with supplies, We’ll take to the skies, all the haters will be surprised! I’ll rise above my station, lead your sleigh to every nation. We’ll go down in his’try as a winning combination, sir! Here comes the Santa Claus! Rise up! And his lead reindeer! Boom!