Chowing down fruit cake
Taking a lunch break
All of those presents wrapped up in foil
Not Lord of the Rings
Carols we all sing
To make those gifts we all need to toil

Wasting my time again
In Santa's Little Ville
A union of toy makers drinking a malt
Some people claim that there's no one with such name
They can all...
Kiss my toy defaults

I don't know the reason
I work Christmas season
Nothing to show but some brat's choo-choo
But it's a real beauty
Mrs. Claus is a cutie
A North Pole MILF one heck of a view

Wasting my time again
In Santa's Little Ville
Fixing up the tree with some light bulbs
Some people claim that Christmas is so lame
But now I think...
They can kiss my defaults

(Solo of an elf on a gutiar)

I sing in a workshop
Play some more hopscotch
Then made out under some mistletoe
But the jobs here are slender
Repair the sleigh's fender
That frozen wasteland, I swear we got pawned

Wasting my time again
In Santa's Little Ville
Filling the toy sack with out even a halt
Some people claim
They don't know Santa's fame
And now I know...
They can kiss my defaults