When I was small I believed in Santa Claus,

though I knew it was my dad. And I would hang up

my stalking at Christmas, open my presents and

I'd be glad.



But the last time I played Father Christmas I

stood outside a department store. A gang of kids

came over and mugged me, and knocked my reindeer

to the floor.



They said: Father Christmas give us some money.

Don't mess around with those silly toys. We'll

beat you up if you don't hand it over. We want

your bread so don't make us annoyed. Give all

the toys to the little rich boys.



Don't get my brother a Steve Austin outsit, don't

get my sister a cuddly toy, don't want a jigsaw

or Monopoly money, we only want the real Macoy.



Father Christmas, give us some money, we'll beat

you up if you make us annoyed. Father Christmas,

give us some money, don't mess around with those

silly toys.



But give my daddy a job 'cause he needs one. He

gots lots of mouths to feed. But if you've got

one, I'll have a machine gun so i can scare all

the kids down the street.



They said: Father Christmas give us some money.

Don't mess around with those silly toys. We'll

beat you up if you don't hand it over. We want

your bread so don't make us annoyed. Give all

the toys to the little rich boys.



They said: Father Christmas give us some money.

Don't mess around with those silly toys. We'll

beat you up if you don't hand it over. We want

your bread so don't make us annoyed. Give all

the toys to the little rich boys.



They said: Father Christmas give us some money.

Don't mess around with those silly toys. We'll

beat you up if you don't hand it over. We want

your bread so don't make us annoyed. Give all

the toys to the little rich boys.



Have yourself a Merry Merry Christmas, have

yourself a good time. But remember the kids who

got nothing, while your drinking down your wine!