Kinks - Father Christmas

When I was small I believed in Santa Claus
Though I knew it was my dad
And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas
Open my presents and Iíd be glad

But the last time I played Father Christmas
I stood outside a department store
A gang of kids came over and mugged me
And knocked my reindeer to the floor

They said:
Father Christmas, give us some money
Donít mess around with those silly toys.
Weíll beat you up if you donít hand it over
We want your bread so donít make us annoyed
Give all the toys to the little rich boys

Donít give my brother a Steve Austin outfit
Donít give my sister a cuddly toy
We donít want a jigsaw or Monopoly money
We only want the real McCoy

Father Christmas, give us some money
Weíll beat you up if you make us annoyed
Father Christmas, give us some money
Donít mess around with those silly toys

But give my daddy a job ícause he needs one
Heís got lots of mouths to feed
But if youíve got one, Iíll have a machine gun
So I can scare all the kids down the street

Father Christmas, give us some money
We got no time for your silly toys
Weíll beat you up if you donít hand it over
We want your bread, so donít make us annoyed
Give all the toys to the little rich boys

Have yourself a merry merry Christmas
Have yourself a good time
But remember the kids who got nothiní
While youíre drinkiní down your wine

Father Christmas, give us some money
We got no time for your silly toys
Father Christmas, please hand it over
Weíll 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 donít make us annoyed
Give all the toys to the little rich boys

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