Don’t Cry Santa

It was a cold night I woke up with a fright To find Santa sitting there Under the tree lights He said what's the point of me What do I stand for? I'm just holiday prop Here to make you buy more Oh Santa Don't cry Santa Sure they can dress like you but there's no one like you, Santa He said Rudolph fly high I want to jump from the sky We can't afford to waste Another mince pie Every present I give Is a future I stole When I buy kids more stuff It melts the North Pole Oh Santa Don't cry Santa You're the father of Christmas where's your self-forgiveness, Santa? I said Santa you don't need to kill yourself It's not about gifts, just ask any elf You're there for every child who wants to believe There's more to life than we see Santa stood up And seemed to smile Said I'm just getting some air I'll be little while He climbed up the chimney I heard a thud on the floor Ran outside to find Santa Lying dead at my door Oh Santa Don't die Santa You're breaking my heart plus your sleigh's double parked Oh Santa Next day I went down To a black magic store Read up on spells And prayed some more Sat down by your grave And sang a song to hell's hounds And then your zombified hand Shot up through the ground Oh Santa Undead Santa You're not quite the same now you want to eat brains Oh Santa Picked up my guitar And took a clean swing Blood splattered the walls As I stood over him The stockings might be empty Now that you're gone But in us your kind spirit Should always live on Oh Santa Goodbye Santa You made us all buy stuff but taught us all kindness Oh Santa Ho ho Santa