• Running From Santa Clause


    Chistmas, Chrismas time is here,
    I'm the only one who runs in fear.
    Running through the cold and snow,
    Trying to get away from the 'holiday' show.

    The monsters come for me this time of year,
    In spite of all the people's cheer.
    I try and run, but never get away,
    I've ran as far as I could but it's to late.

    The monsters are here, I see them around,
    Although I'm the only one who can see the b*****d that's round.
    Everyone know's him, Hell, even WELCOMES him,
    And while I run, everyone sings his christmas hymn.

    Christmas, christmas time is here,
    I'm still running, in spite of fear.
    St. Nick is behind me, I hear his reindeer's hooves,
    I've ran so far, I cannot lose.

    He's a menace to all, though no one can see,
    thanks to his 'gifts' under all of their trees.
    He chases me down, and kills me with cheer,
    And says with a laugh 'It'll be WORSE, when it happens NEXT YEAR!!'