Kinks - Father Christmas Lyrics
When I was small I believed in santa clausThough I knew it was my dadAnd I would hang up my stocking at christmasOpen my presents and Id be gladBut the last time I played father christmasI stood outside a department storeA gang of kids came over and mugged meAnd knocked my reindeer to the floorThey said:Father christmas, give us some moneyDont mess around with those silly toys.Well beat you up if you dont hand it overWe want your bread so dont make us annoyedGive all the toys to the little rich boysDont give my brother a steve austin outfitDont give my sister a cuddly toyWe dont want a jigsaw or monopoly moneyWe only want the real mccoyFather christmas, give us some moneyWell beat you up if you make us annoyedFather christmas, give us some moneyDont mess around with those silly toysBut give my daddy a job cause he needs oneHes got lots of mouths to feedBut if youve got one, Ill have a machine gunSo I can scare all the kids down the streetFather christmas, give us some moneyWe got no time for your silly toysWell beat you up if you dont hand it overGive all the toys to the little rich boysHave yourself a merry merry christmasHave yourself a good timeBut remember the kids who got nothinWhile youre drinkin down your wineFather christmas, give us some moneyWe got no time for your silly toysWell beat you up if you dont hand it overWe want your bread, so dont make us annoyedGive all the toys to the little rich boys
