The Lyrics
So do you wanna see Santa Claus?
That guy's large.
Has a Big house,
Sleigh car,
In the North pole.
On the top of the world,
Elfs are his buddies.
Gotta check that freaking list, also, constantly.
{S.T.G.}
I remember the days when I was a young kid growin up,
Writin' on paper, thinkin' what I was gonna get, now.
A big crown, some money, peanuts with some honey.
Toy automatics, or whatever I get from my mommy.
It's impossible how Santa Claus just manifests.
Video games that be comin' with it.
Nevertheless.
Santa's got to go, for the dough, but you don't know
About the cash, and his beers.
And shaving part his beard.
And losin' some kids to the years past,
Gone by.
Hopefully their kids aren't some pest.
For the fat guy.
Egomaniac, and brainiac.
Does know how to act.
48 checks.
Red suit gangster, Mack,
Sign the deal, kids think they'll probably get a mil.
But never till' he flies over.
Still fillin' your books with fantasies.
Santa and me, blows the slick old ice, to have kids pleased.
So do you wanna see Santa Claus?
That guy's large.
Has a Big house,
Sleigh car,
In the North pole.
On the top of the world,
Elfs are his buddies.
Gotta check that freaking list, also, constantly.
So do you wanna see Santa Claus?
That guy's large.
Has a Big house,
Sleigh car,
In the North pole.
On the top of the world,
Elfs are his buddies.
Gotta check that freaking list, also, constantly.
{Ben V. of POC}
Have you ever had big dreams, of gettin' big things.
Nice shot, he'll deliver through the rain.
And you wanna spook Santy.
In the big sleigh, be a glob, and always seem friendly.
Santa's got some big fame, let me explain.
He was a fortuned star with a big brain.
First, his character was played every Christmas Day.
As long as he sells, Christmas will be okay.
Then Claus gets dissed by the media and fans.
In "Miracle on Thirty-Fourth Street", the thing began.
I heard that Santa never give full to the fullest.
That's why reindeers end up dyin' from the bullets.
Think Christmas Day's fine, in the big time.
See me in my Lex with a gun raised high.
Hunting for that flying sleigh car,
And then charge.
It ain't all that goes with bein' a Santa Claus.
So do you wanna see Santa Claus?
That guy's large.
Has a Big house,
Sleigh car,
In the North pole.
On the top of the world,
Elfs are his buddies.
Gotta check that freaking list, also, constantly.
So do you wanna see Santa Claus?
That guy's large.
Has a Big house,
Sleigh car,
In the North pole.
On the top of the world,
Elfs are his buddies.
Gotta check that freaking list, also, constantly.
{Santa}
My own son wants to see me,
I'm chillin' in the North Pole, lonely.
But I thank God, I've got elfs as buddies.
But sometimes I wish I was back home.
But only new radios and videos don't show me.
No love, the hunney, gotta hit Mrs. Claus slowly.
So my CD gets pushed by Sony.
I'm going bankrupt, cuz' there's no money.
And the press say that my own elfs disown me,
And the best way back,
Is to keep your deer straight, never infiltrate the Claus Dome.
They're to worried about their hunneys at the Mall Dome.
Who just wanna wrap on, ride on, and carol on.
Go on, fall off, the roll's not on.
Till' the next new Santa Claus,
Got no game.
Give him a year, he'll be runnin' from his shame.
Same as the last one who came before me.
Gained fame, started gettin' to bored, he wanted me.
I assured him, this ain't easy, take it from Rudy.
Sleezy elfs wanna be so cheesy, the freakin' public. {whip noise}
S-Santa.
S-Santa.
So do you wanna see Santa Claus?
That guy's large.
Has a Big house,
Sleigh car,
In the North pole.
On the top of the world,
Elfs are his buddies.
Gotta check that freaking list, also, constantly.
So do you wanna see Santa Claus?
That guy's large.
Has a Big house,
Sleigh car,
In the North pole.
On the top of the world,
Elfs are his buddies.
Gotta check that freaking list, also, constantly.