Slay Bells

Santa lands with a thud on my leaking roof
He fell right in, I hope insurance will cover the goof
But all the coal that he had couldn't buy me in
He's in a suit, corporations beholden to him

He's the master, He's the salesman
401k stocks are enriching them
Rudolph is just a slave, he all owns them

Merry Christmas, Joyeux Noel
Jingle bells and we all drink from the Koolaid well
Merry Christmas, we hope your having fun
The third world burns from what we sell and the trash as well
God bless consumerism, go to hell

Sick and tired of the ads that tell me what I should buy
The sales tax, breaks our backs and the President lies
The dollar signs in their eyes, prove they're not that sincere
Chicago snow, comes and goes, but it's the same every year

So take my credit cards, and cut them in half
Just give me Die hard, and my stretchy pants
Im thankful for all of my celebrity friends

Merry Christmas, Joyeux Noel
Jingle bells and we all drink from the Koolaid well
Merry Christmas, we hope your having fun
The third world burns from what we sell and the trash as well
God bless consumerism, go to hell

I can't believe that we all fall for this every year
My head is hanging down, while every one else has Christmas cheer
And maybe Im just mad, I never got a turbo man
And we could never seem to fix
The butt flap on my pajama sags
So drink up
And go to hell

Merry Christmas Joyeux Noel
Jingle bells and we all drink from the Koolaid well
Merry Christmas, we hope your having fun
The third world burns from what we sell and the trash as well
God bless consumerism, go to hell



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Writer(s): Dave Gomez
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