I Got My Eye On You.
I got my eye on you Santa,
I bet you think your pretty clever,
Trying to steal Xmas..........Xmas?
Oh I see, You removed his name all together,
You come baring presents,
The flesh satisfying Xmas feasts,
Everyone fed in glee,
We all look like you with your red cheeks.
That's the Xmas spirit......Spirit?
Isn't that in total opposition to what spirit means?
Do you think we are dumb?
You must,
But no; it's actually so obvious its funny.
Hey everyone, I was scrolling through Santa's phone book the other day and you would never guess who I had seen,
That stupid ass Easter Bunny,
Ha, Ha busted you little freaks.
Didn't you think we would remember?
Wrong, I have an informant called Rudolph the red nosed reindeer,
At least he has got it together.
Hey kids when you see them pull the finger,
But whatever you do don't trust them,
They are just a couple imposing fakes,
They wont bring you what you want anyway.
Plus that milk and those cookies cant be free,
Anyway he needs a diet; it's like its all that he eats,
so light fires in your fire places on Xmas eve and Make Easter the annual open bunny hunting season,
Burn his crap presents and throw the eggs in the bin,
Don't worry about missing out; just ask your mom and dad.
Ha, Ha Santa you jolly white piece of trash,
Come on,
What do you think about that?
Have I made myself clear because Ho, Ho, Ho no you don't,
And you two better not show yourself around here. |