I'm not so bad

I just hate to see a good time had

By everyone but me.

On this lonely Christmas Eve

I hear them up and down

And up and down the street.



They're making 

Noise noise noise noise.

How I hate their happy noise.

There's only one thing I hate more

Come to think of it.

And that's the people who keep

Making it.



Feast feast feast feast.

They'll have more than anyone could ever eat.

Me, I'm stuck here with my cream of wheat.

There's no one here to feast with me 

On this lonely Christmas Eve.



Don't they know I'm up here all alone

In my cave up in the hills?

How I wish that this would go away,

This dreadful holiday

That they call Christmas day.



When they're done with all their Christmas noise

And they've had their Christmas feast

Just when I think that I might finally 

Get a moments peace they start to 



Sing sing sing sing.

Now I'll never get no sleep.

I'm screaming out the window

But it don't do no good.

They sing and sing and sing 

All through the neighborhood.

Sing sing sing.



They take their little break and then

They do it all again.



It's a lonely Christmas Eve.