No Sign of Santa

There's no sign of Santa in my back yard
And all these lockdown restrictions make the
Xmas shopping hard on me and you don't know just what to do
Think we're all screwed

Yeh there's no sign of Santa coming to your place, all the
Reindeer going crazy whose the guy with that mask on his face
And the two metre space they can't race no more
What a bore

There's no sign of Santa down your chimney stack
He forgot to bring his cell phone to scan in on the tracking app
And the borders are all closed he got turned 'round and sent back
All the gifts still in his sack

You'd never believe me no you'd never tell an invisible virus created this hell
The priests and the doctor the government too you better believe that they just don't have a clue

And we're all locked up yeh we're all locked up maybe Easter bunny can get through
Still four months to do

There's no sign of Santa in my back yard.
And all these lockdown restrictions make the
Xmas shopping hard on me and you don't know just what to do
Think we're all screwed



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Writer(s): Charles Cooley
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