Christmas Day Coup D'État Lyrics

Santa's playing favorites

This is not okay

What if me and my friends

Wanna be a little naughtay?

Santa's a cruel figurehead

For the elvish race

What if me and my friends

Wanna have a coup d'etat?

Still he says he loves you

He plays the lyin' game

Don't let him incarcerate you

He'll throw you in the flames

You can get on his good side

You can push him away

You can listen to mommy and daddy

But he's never far away

Santa, please be nice

Just read me my rights

Santa, please be kind

Just give me one more night

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow

Christmas day coup d'etat

Christmas day coup d'etat

Naughty list

Nice try

Naughty list

You're on the naughty list

Naughty list

Hahahahahaha

Naughty list

Christmas day coup d'etat (yeeeeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeeeeah)

Christmas day coup d'etat (yeah yeeeah yeah, yeeeeeah)