Father Christmas

When I was small, I believed in Santa Claus
Though, I knew it was my dad
And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas
Open my presents, and I'd be glad

But the last time I played Father Christmas
I stood outside a department store
A gang of kids came over and mugged me
They knocked my reindeer to the floor

And said Father Christmas, give us some money
Don't mess around with those silly toys
We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over
We want your bread, so don't make us annoyed
Give all the toys to the little rich boys

Don't give my brother a batman outfit
Don't give my sister a cuddly toy
We don't need monopoly money
We only want the real McCoy

Father Christmas, give us some money
We'll beat you up if you make us annoyed
Father Christmas, give us some money
Don't mess around with those silly toys

But give my daddy a job 'cause he needs one
He's got lots of mouths to feed
And if you've got one, I'll have a machine gun
So, I can scare all the kids down the street

And said Father Christmas, give us some money
Don't mess around with those silly toys
We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over
We want your bread, so don't make us annoyed

Have yourself a Merry, Merry Christmas
Have yourself a good time
But remember the kids who have nothin'
While you're drinkin' down your wine

Father Christmas, give us some money
We'll beat you up, if you make us annoyed
Father Christmas, give us some money
Don't mess around with those silly toys
Father Christmas, give us some money
Don't mess around with those silly toys
We'll beat you up if, if you don't hand it over
We want your bread, so don't make us annoyed

Father Christmas
Father Christmas
Father Christmas



Credits
Writer(s): Ray Davis
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