It's Christmas Eve, all who believeSanta is here, but what's a year?All girls and boys dream of new toysOnly they sleep, wishes to keepDream, dream, and dream, come hear us singBreaths on the doors, talking's a loreMagic is tried, sounds from the liesNo way to winGot a candy cane, shank with your name on itBobbles all lit, smashed up when you carve on itShovel up a coal, down your mistletoe, watch me grow, growReal quick, real thick, all L's, no giftsI'm diehard with this beat, you owe meFlow, I'm so sick, I'm at the top like I told meScreaming down so holy, show meSanta, what's it gonna be?Would you trade your red sleigh for your family?Son, I don't give a * about no poor kidMaking bank fat stacks, no time for the cockroachesHe's way too busy making Christmas litFor the upper class, filling up a glassEmpty in his sack, get this cookie back, stackGoddamn, look what you made me doI didn't mean to share, but I showed upIt's what exactly that I want from youPlease leave your keys to the sledThe beard in the bagHave a very merry ChristmasDon't ever come backIt's Christmas Eve, all who believeSanta is here, but once a yearAll those employees dream of new toysSuddenly they sleep, wishes to keepDream, dream, and dream, come hear us singBreaths on the doors, doggies and moreBird with his nightstands on the riseNo way in the endTrapped in a gingerbread house and there's no way outLostI'd eat my way to freedom, but I got the diabetesI'm spikingBlood sugar don't mean a damn thing to a newborn kingMy sleigh rolls up, windows downAll aboardWho's jolly now?You fat foolThink I don't know how to run my own gameI buy my own presents and I buy my own chainsI've been one of these streets for weeks before your eveningMy woofer washed your sheetsYour bladder's weakEverybody knows Rudolph and his red nose hoseThey've been trying to get me for years, but don't know my postcodeSo take that eggnog down your throatDon't spit, gotta swallow itI pre-roasted these nuts on a fireCause I know you want itPut a bow on it, wrap it just to rip itThey're a chicken fillet, baby, eat this turkey twizzletCause me and Mrs. Claus are togetherPeter Piper, Victor Pepper, I rememberHappy Hanukkah, or KwanzaaHe made a list for every single one of youBitchIt's Christmas Eve, all who believeSanta is here, but once a yearAll girls and boys dream of new toysSoundly they sleep, wishes to keepShifting the wind, come here asleepBreaths on the doors, dog games and morePerfect this night, sounds from the lightsBlowin' inFuckin' know that candy came, babySecret SantaNo need to feel no shame, babyOh-oh-ohEmpty in my sack, babyOh-oh-ohFree to sack