Wild Earp - Cynical Christmas

Dear old Father Christmas, he don't come around no more
He don't know your name, he don't speak your language
I guess you'll have to buy your Christmas at the store
Jesus Christ don't come around no more
Jesus Christ don't come around no more
The reason for the season is commerce, you see
So I'm sorry, but you'll have to take a back seat, J.C.
Jesus Christ don't come around no more
I don't put up no Christmas tree, I don't waste my time
I don't go out caroling, it's too cold outside
'Cause there ain't nothing sacred, ain't nothing like old times
Just a Cynical Christmas, another year gone by
Santa Claus don't come around no more
Santa Claus don't come around no more
The corporations are gonna do it their way,
Who needs that big ol' fat ol' man anyway
Santa Claus don't come around no more
Well, I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
I told my dad and what a stink it was
He punched Santa in the face and gave Mom what for
Well Santa Claus don't come around here no more
I don't put up no Christmas tree, I don't waste my time
I don't go out caroling, it's too cold outside
'Cause there ain't nothing sacred, ain't nothing like old times
Just a Cynical Christmas, another year gone by
See, Father Christmas, he don't come around no more
Father Christmas, he don't come around no more
He's got two kids in Nashville, he's got one in Singapore
And he don't pay no alimony and he don't pay no child support
I don't put up no Christmas tree, I don't waste my time
I don't go out caroling, it's too cold outside
'Cause there ain't nothing sacred, ain't nothing like old times
Just a Cynical Christmas, another year gone by

Written by:
Andrew Yearick

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