Christmastime Is Killing Us (from "Family Guy")

Each bell would peal with a silvery zeal
As the holiday feeling was filling us
But now instead, all we're feeling is dread
Because Christmastime is killing us!

Each Christmas list gets us more and more pissed
'Til the thought of existence is chilling us
I'll tell you what, shove your list up your butt, because Christmastime is killing us!

But can't you see that what you do is a dream come true?
Can't you see that every smile makes it all worthwhile?
No, screw you!
It's all but through, there's too much to do
All those dreams are nightmares, and blank icy stares

Each little elf used to fill up a shelf
Making playthings and selflessly thrilling us
Now they're on crack and it feels like Iraq
Because Christmastime is killing us!

Each model train only heightens the pain of the workload that's straining and drilling us
Fingers all bleed, and look that guy just peed!
Because Christmastime is killing us!

But can't you see our point of view, we rely on you
Can't you see that Christmas cheer gets us through the year
My whole crew is black and blue, can't you take a clue?
You may think I look great, but I'm 28!

Each jingle bell is a requiem knell
And while you think it's swell, we are toiling in Hell!
Take a look, you can tell as a man, I'm a shell!

Because Christmastime is killing us!
Killing us!
Christmastime is killing us!