march to the tree
step right up sit talk
tell him all that you want
beg plead cry (i want a fucking toy)
you want a bicycle you want a matchbox car you want a vcr
you want a power ranger
don't want the underwear don't want a stuffed brown bear
you want the new nin cd
all the toys are all lined up
he gives you all that you want
leave him cookies and some milk
and doesn't it make him feel fatter?
shove your hand inside surprise! lies
you got coal in your stocking
shit! scream yell (this really fucking sucks)
you wanted more than this you're really fucking pissed
you're gonna kill your folks
they better buy you some more
you're gonna break their necks you're gonna forge some checks
you're gonna buy your own toys
all the toys are not lined up
he gave you nothing that you want
santa is a fucking dick
now doesn't it make you feel nauseous?
the parents have won tonight
upstairs they sleep so soundly
now where's that kitchen knife....
-- jim stark
