I've been asked to play a few songs at an upcoming Christmas gathering, and thought I'd allow my inner Weird Al Yankovic to come out with these new lyrics to a Christmas classic:
THERE GOES SANTA CLAUS
CHORUS: There goes Santa Claus, there goes Santa Claus
Right down fantasy lane,
Strange old man who doesn't exist,
But everyone knows his name.
Naughty and nice list, checking it twice list
Looking for someone to blame,
Watches you sleeping, in your room creeping,
Home invasion's his game.
CHORUS: There goes Santa Claus, there goes Santa Claus
Right down fantasy lane,
Strange old man who doesn't exist,
But everyone knows his name.
Once every year, he comes to cheer,
And brings the things we need,
Boxes and bags, with toys and gags,
Wringing our hands with greed.
Under the tree, the gifts we see,
And all our stockings he fills,
He gets credit, but don't forget it,
It's Mom and Dad pays the bills.
CHORUS: There goes Santa Claus, there goes Santa Claus
Right down fantasy lane,
Strange old man who doesn't exist,
But everyone knows his name.
All in good fun!