Father Christmas Lyrics

When I was four I believed in Santa Clause though I knew it was my dad and we'd hang up the stockings at Christmas I'd open presents and I'd be glad but then last year I played Father Christmas I stood outside a department store a gang of kids came over and mugged me they knocked my reindeer to the floor

They Said:
Father Christmas give us some money don't mess around with those silly toys we'll beat you up if you don't hand it over we want your bread so don't make us annoyed give all the toys to the little rich boys

Don't give my brother a Steve Austin outfit don't give my sister a cuddly toy don't want a jigsaw Monopoly money we only want the real McCoy

Father Christmas give us some money don't mess around with those silly toys we'll beat you up if you don't hand it over we want your bread so don't make us annoyed give all the toys to the little rich boys
And give my daddy a job cause he needs one he's got a lot of mouths to feed and if you got one I'll take a machine gun so can shoot all the kids down my street

Father Christmas give us some money don't mess around with those silly toys we'll beat you up if you don't hand it over we want your bread so don't make us annoyed give all the toys to the little rich boys

Have your self a merry Christmas have yourself a good time remember the kids who got nothing while you're drinkin' down your wine

Father Christmas give us some money don't mess around with those silly toys Father Christmas give us some money we'll beat you up so don't make us annoyed

Father Christmas give us some money don't mess around with those silly toys we'll beat you up if you don't hand it over we want your bread so don't make us annoyed give all the toys to the little rich boys

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