Dark X-mas
The little girl, she never spoke
You just drove by, and saw her cry
Gangs on the street, and thick crack-smoke
There was some fight, don't even try
Hey, Mommy! What is Santa doing?
Santa is smoking weed
Santa is high on speed
Life is just full of greed
Christmas is done indeed
Wielding a knife, and serving life
That's what her dad, just funked up bad
Hey, there's a cop, who left his wife
Trying to save us, avenge his dad
Santa is smoking weed
Santa is high on speed
Life is just full of greed
Christmas is done indeed
Hookers and pimps, all kinds of trash
This guy is done, his eyes are dead
Needles and cans, and drugs to stash
Just floor it pal, drive straight ahead
Santa is smoking weed
Santa is high on speed
Life is just full of greed
Christmas is done indeed
A little boy, bereaved of hope
Pointing his gun, to stand the stress
He will get killed, by booze and dope
Get the hell out, just leave this mess
Santa is smoking weed
Santa is high on speed
Life is just full of greed
Christmas is done indeed
Santa is smoking weed
Santa is high on speed
Life is just full of greed
Christmas is done indeed
Get the hell out, get the hell out
Get the hell out, just leave this place
Get the hell out, get the hell out
Just leave this place, just leave this place
Get the hell out, get the hell out
Get the hell out, just leave this place
Get the hell out, get the hell out
Just leave this place, just leave this place
You just drove by, and saw her cry
Gangs on the street, and thick crack-smoke
There was some fight, don't even try
Hey, Mommy! What is Santa doing?
Santa is smoking weed
Santa is high on speed
Life is just full of greed
Christmas is done indeed
Wielding a knife, and serving life
That's what her dad, just funked up bad
Hey, there's a cop, who left his wife
Trying to save us, avenge his dad
Santa is smoking weed
Santa is high on speed
Life is just full of greed
Christmas is done indeed
Hookers and pimps, all kinds of trash
This guy is done, his eyes are dead
Needles and cans, and drugs to stash
Just floor it pal, drive straight ahead
Santa is smoking weed
Santa is high on speed
Life is just full of greed
Christmas is done indeed
A little boy, bereaved of hope
Pointing his gun, to stand the stress
He will get killed, by booze and dope
Get the hell out, just leave this mess
Santa is smoking weed
Santa is high on speed
Life is just full of greed
Christmas is done indeed
Santa is smoking weed
Santa is high on speed
Life is just full of greed
Christmas is done indeed
Get the hell out, get the hell out
Get the hell out, just leave this place
Get the hell out, get the hell out
Just leave this place, just leave this place
Get the hell out, get the hell out
Get the hell out, just leave this place
Get the hell out, get the hell out
Just leave this place, just leave this place
Credits
Writer(s): David Ernst Molnar
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