Father Christmas Lyrics - Bad Religion

Though I knew it was my dad 

And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas 

Open my presents and I'd 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 

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 don't make us annoyed 

Give all the toys to the little rich boys 

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Don't give my brother a Steve Austin outfit 

Don't give my sister a cuddly toy 

We don't want a jigsaw or monopoly money 

We only want the real McCoy 

Father Christmas, give us some money 

We'll beat you up if you make us annoyed 

Father Christmas, give us some money 

Don't mess around with those silly toys 

But give my daddy a job 'cause he needs one 

He's got lots of mouths to feed 

But if you've got one, I'll 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 

We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over 

We want your bread so don't make us annoyed 

Give all the toys to the little rich boys 

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Have yourself a merry merry Christmas 

Have yourself a good time 

But remember the kids who got nothin' 

While you're drinkin' down your wine 

Father Christmas, give us some money 

We got no time for your silly toys 

Father Christmas, please hand it over 

We'll 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 don't make us annoyed 

Give all the toys to the little rich boy