Lyrics

[Verse 1] I thought Christmas time was meant to be the time for celebrate and cheer More shit in December than any other month out the whole year Raindrops and snowflakes never really falling instead New Year's resolution bullets coming down on my head Working over-time shifts for T.V. commercial over-priced gifts Spirit of Christmas was the undercover mother of ho's (oh ho, ho, ho) Shop at the last minute, holiday stress if you ain't in it Given to the Santa taking advantage of an off-ramp of a freeway Give to gеt certificates on a presеnt, sign mine treat-or-trick Isn't it a Halloween remodeling,, making up for the guilt day Looked up Old Nick in the Old Dictionary, got a click, kinda scary Trip, Old Nicholas short for Saint Nick, definition D-E-V-I-L Saint Nicholas when said quick enough, equals Santa Claus, nah, that ain't all Santa's letter changed around spells Satan (everybody faking, that fat) Santa's holding out his claws in front of malls, all'll pause, lost for this false prophet Will pay the cost by the present, plus break him something off proper X out the Christ Mass for this masked men, now I have to ask Was it all a scam to try to outcast J.C.? For the Anti-Christ [Verse 2] I was pissed, 'cause parents did punish their children for telling lies But then lie to them concerning the guy who doesn't exist (yes he does) So how can a child be happy on the day he discovers his mommy and daddy Both had built him up to the biggest holiday of the year with out-right lies When the kid starts understanding that he's been played by his whole family Who does he trust, or does he hush, cause what he was taught to worship's all jive Scolded, for not appreciating everyone's efforts to deceive him He conforms his new warrants to the reasons for the season Of the Anti-Christ [Verse 3] Written in the Old Bible, fuck worshipping idols Yet Christianity and Paganism held hands back in the days When Santa Claus was bell worship, posing as Christ himself Heard it was no such thing as flying reindeer and rabbits really don't lay eggs Fake hearts, leprechaun, jack-o-lantern, each and all of them are crooks, then again Frosty's a kamikaze and the tooth fairy, how the bitch look? Here come the worshipping of the mistletoe and the decorated tree Early festivals of the ancients brings to the prostitutes of the 2G Balls representing planets, God-damit, nuts representing stars Oh and it's elves who are really druids who hung dead babies on their trees All mythological, illogical logic, if at all possible watch Here comes Peter Cottontail, should have known, 'cause I could smell An Anti-Christ [Verse 4] Jeremiah 10:2-6, Chris Kringel never got the crucifix Yet tell that it isn't Goddy, knowing who's been good or naughty Around the whole wide world? Please (please, please) Sitting on the throne, kids jock him, teaching happiness is found in materials To me sounds like a spiritual conspiracy scenario which one day could lead to looting Guess who's coming to town, whoever it is best know now Any Santa seen coming down my chimney, I'ma shoot him 'Cause he's an Anti-Christ [Outro] (laughter) [?] From the Anti-Christ, Anti-Christ, Anti-Christ, Anti-Christ Anti-Christ, Anti-Christ, Anti-Christ, Anti-Christ