I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
just like the ones I used to know
where the treetops glisten
and children listen
to hear sleighbells in the snow.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
with every Christmas card I write.
May your days be merry and bright
and may all your Christmasses be white.
Mackenzie: Hey guys what is this?
Isaac: It's a record player.
Mackenzie: Cool!! Watch this..
(sound of record scratching)