and tight and put the hammer down and with a ho ho ho, he was slingin snow singin Santa Claus is coming to town! Yeah 10-4 Frosty what's your twenty? Guitar
he hiked up his pants and he went to a movie On his thirteenth birthday, he saw 'Rebel Without A Cause' He went straight on home and invented Santa Claus
to run rudolph Run, run rudolph Santa clause is comming to town Run, run, run, run, run, run Run, run Rudolph, Santa Clause is comming to town Santa
Now I'm Country Club livin' from the scribble, scrabblin' my talent Proper, proper droppin' somethin' decent Y'all niggas is as fucked up as Santa Clause
candy canes No gingerbread, no safety net No loose change, no change, no Santa Claus is coming 'Cause Santa Claus ain't coming No room at the Holiday
I want for Christmas is a rock 'n' roll electric guitar? And away went Rudolph whizzing like a shooting star Run, run, Rudolph, Santa?s gotta make it to town Santa
out every single person that didn't sing Mark: Santa Claus is going to come to your house and shit under all your trees Tom: Santa Claus is going to come
don't come to the top of yer cup If the wind's got you sideways with one hand holdin' on And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone And yer
Now I'm only five years old I've got to do just what I'm told Santa Claus is gonna be dropping in on me Is there something I might have missed? I had
m telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town And he's a making a list and checking in twice Gonna find out who's naughty and nice Santa Claus is coming
with Christmas cheer cause Santa Claus comes tonight Here comes Santa Claus here comes Santa Claus right down Santa Claus lane He'll come around when
not pout I'm a telling you why Santa Claus is comin' to town He's a making a list checking in twice gonna find out who's naughty and nice Santa Claus is
through the chimney with good Saint Nick (surf guitar solo: "Wipeout") Next comes the stocking of little Will Oh, just see what a glorious fill Here is
why. Santa Claus is coming to town. Santa Claus is coming to town. Santa Claus is coming to town. Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus. Here he comes
No safety net No loose change No change no ONE HOMELESS MAN "Santy Claus is coming" ALL Santy Claus ain't coming No room at the Holiday Inn - Again Well
ski mask, For whenever I rob I'll come through your sink like the fucking Blob The silent, violent, Ghoul is cruel My mind is darker, then Clyde Barker
-A-LING, DING-A-LING, DING-A-LING. SNOW UP YOUR NOSE FOR CHRISTMAS, SNOW FOR A FAT SANTA CLAUS. THERE IS SNOW UP YOUR NOSE, THERE IS ICE ON HIS TOES