Who's that chubby old hippy stuck in your chimney
Sliding down in your fireplace, and now you see him knee-high
He's dropping out of the sky, dropping in just to lay it on you on a
Christmas mornin'
Got a pipe in one hand and a peace sign in the other
Got a sack on his back full of toys, love and brotherhood
A Volkswagen bus pulled by eight tiny reindeer, a twinkle in his eye
And granola in his grin
Peace... Nick
To the children of the world he says Love is the answer
To the grown-ups, says are you gonna give peace a chance or what?
In a trance on a transcontinental transcendental trip, can you dig what
A long strange trip it's been?
Peace... Nick is flyin'
Now he shouting, "On Janis! On Jimi! On Jerry!"
And he shakes when he laughs like a bowl full of Cherry Garcia
Singing, "Ahhhhhhhhhhh... vay Maria"
Some would tell him his message is silly and saccharine
Some would call him a walking North Pole anachronism
And yeah, he's far out, but he's never far out of style - he'll turn
You on, but he'll never turn you in
Peace... Nick is flyin'
Merry Christmas to all, and to all peace tonight
And I heard his exclaim as he rode...
Outta sight!
Outta sight!
Outta sight ...