I hear bells in the end of the town I guess Santa is coming around I hear children in joy And the streets are covered in snow I hear mother she's calling my name Look at Santa my boy it's okay But I don't want to see Cuz I know he ain't coming for me Cuz my cat is covered in plastic And all of my friends are afraid They say that I am pretty satanic But Santa would know I am a bad boy I think Christmas is build on a lie I wish Santa could fall down and die I think gifts is a concept for rich families I wish Santa could fall from the sky Merry Fucking Christmas everyone Santa knows what you have done He will get you little boy you better run He's a vicious little devil with with his eyes on me Cuz I've been a bad boy you see Merry fucking Christmas everyone Get around and bring your guns If there's something in the sky you shoot it down He's a vicious little devil and his time has come And we will make that fat bastard run I think Christmas is build on a lie I wish Santa could fall down and die I think gifts is a concept for rich families I wish Santa could fall from the sky I think Christmas is build on a lie I wish Santa could fall down and die I think gifts is a concept for rich families I wish Santa could fall from the sky Holy Santa's coming to the town Gather around and we will shoot him down Holy Santa's coming to the town Gather around and we will shoot him down Holy Santa's coming to the town Gather around and we will shoot him down End