We wish you a Seasons beatings; 
We wish you a Seasons beatings; 
We wish you a seasons beatings and at least one black eye. 
Good torture we bring to you and your queen; 
Good torture for Plagueis, we’ll make you spill all your guts.

Oh, bring us the whips and gallows; 
Oh, bring us the cuffs and blind folds; 
Oh, bring us the Iron Maiden and a mop for the blood. 
You can’t go til we get it
You can’t go til we get it
You can’t go til we get it; so your secrets we’ll have.