Mclenarr
New Member
Santa
The lights are all hooked up
The kids are all worked up
And me, all my life
You know I've looked up
To you
But 'cross the rooftops you never came
They'll never dry our flooded eyes
On your face
In a parking space
Oh Santa they never got the license
Of the bottle that ran you down
f*** you, Santa
f*** you, Santa
On the boulevard they're half-alarmed
At the leer behind the beard
Santa
The lights are all hooked up
The kids are all worked up
And you, all your life
You've been soaked up
On gin
But down the chimney you never came
They'll never mend our broken hearts
On your back
With an empty sack
Oh Santa they never got the license
Of the bottle that ran you down
f*** you, Santa
f*** you, Santa
On the boulevard they're half-alarmed
At the leer behind the beard
I cried for you
I moaned for you
So many many nights
In taut anticipation
But when the day arrived
You were anaesthetized
"Socks yet again this year, dear"
So
f*** you, Santa
f*** you, Santa
Go be merry in hell
All over Manchester town
They're pulling Woolworths down
For one clean crack at you
Fab pastiche!!!