Santa got a little bit drunk last night
And forgot to buy your presents
So this year he wanted us to pretend
that we’re 16th century peasants
Santa lost a lot on the dogs last night
Now we’ve got to sell the house & car
So we’re moving in to a storage shed
& putting you to work at the milk bar
Some people tell their kids, Santa’s a figment of imagination
But if you look a little closer you’ll find, Santa’s a tool for misappropriation
It’s Santa’s fault your goldfish died
It’s Santa’s fault Daddy made you cry
It’s Santa’s fault you had to bury the cat
It’s Santa’s fault you got so fat
It’s Santa’s fault we moved to Caroline Springs
It’s Santa’s fault we couldn’t buy you anything
It’s Santa’s fault we’ve gone bankrupt
It’s Santa’s fault the priest felt you up
Too far?.......yeah, probably……
Blame Santa for all your shit
The kids would never dare debate him
Blame Santa for all your shit
Cos your kids will never ever hate him
You can get off scott-free, if you take some advice from me, and just
Blame shit on Santa, better him than me
Blame shit on Santa, better him than me
Santa got a little bit drunk last night
And ran over your cat
Turns out they’re quite expensive so now you’ve got
A google eyed rock called Stone-face Pat
Santa got a little divorced last night
Now you’re getting a brand new family
He couldn’t decide who got to keep you
So he orphaned you off like Annie
Some people tell their kids, Santa’s a figment of imagination
But if you look a little closer you’ll find, Santa’s a tool for misappropriation
It’s Santa’s fault your goldfish died
It’s Santa’s fault Daddy made you cry
It’s Santa’s fault you had to bury the cat
It’s Santa’s fault you got so fat
It’s Santa’s fault we moved to Caroline Springs
It’s Santa’s fault we couldn’t buy you anything
It’s Santa’s fault we’ve gone bankrupt
It’s Santa’s fault the priest felt you up
Still too far?.......yeah, OK……
Blame Santa for all your shit
The kids would never dare debate him
Blame Santa for all your shit
Cos your kids will never ever hate him
You can get off scott-free, if you take some advice from me, and just
Blame shit on Santa, better him than me
You can act abominably blame it on Santa & sleep guilt free
Yeah you can be a right old shit, if you blame it on the red-faced hairy git
You can do the same thing thing too
And the only thing you’ve got to do, is just
Blame shit on Santa better him than you
Blame shit on Santa, better him than you
