Santa and Lyrics by Vince LiFonti

Lyrics:
How does a roly-poly rosy-cheeked man
From the North Pole, take on the most iconic role
Of the season, without a single selfish reason, and not
Keep getting compared to Jackie Gleason?

The fat man, from the Coke-a-Cola can
Had a game plan, for meeting the demand
Of all of his young fans, across many a land,
By sunrise, all kids had toys, in their little hands

And all year long he listed the children as being nice or as naughty,
Trying to be fair, and not come off as haughty,
And who could help him fill such an enormous Wish List?
The immigrant elf labor slaving for a Merry Christmas

He flies up on your roof, and knocks off some loose shingles
You all know who it is, cause he wears the bells that jingle
The thought of seeing him might just give your spine and tingle
And he talks to kids around the world because he's multilingual

Well, this year it's more than gifts, that he'll be rappin
You all should pay attention, and don’t even think of nappin
Now get up off your hands, everybody should be snappin
Cause the world is gonna know his name
What’s my name, man?

Kris Kringle or Santa Claus
They call me Kris Kringle or Santa Claus
And there's a million kids waiting for me
On Christmas Eve, Christmas Eve

A snow storm came, was insane, the weather, it got quite wonky
This year Santa needed more than Dominic the Donkey
He reached out to a reindeer known for his shiny red nose
(Cause nothing could stop Santa from seeing his Ho-Ho-Ho Hoes)

He can make it 'round the world in just 24 hours
From huts in Africa to those in up in Ivory Towers
He does it for the pleasure and not to pick up world power
And when he gets home all he wants is a long hot steaming shower

His beard is whiter than the crowd at a Donald Trump rally
Like Deadpool, he wears a red suit so noone can see him bleed.
He gets the children what they want, and also what they need
All the time while breaking records for the fasted know air speed

Known for eating for every cookie he can get his mitts on
Planning for the evening, see him now as he sits on
The bench of his sleigh heading for a dark sky
On Christmas Eve ... Those reindeer are fly

On Christmas Eve, the reindeer fly
On Christmas Eve, the reindeer fly
On Christmas Eve, the reindeer fly
On Christmas ... Reindeer Fly

Kris Kringle or Santa Claus
Kids are sleeping, dreaming of your flight
And they better not wake,
Or they’ll see mom kissing … Santa Claus
Ho Ho Ho

Kris Kringle or Santa Claus
Sometimes Father Christmas, or St Nick
Most people think that he's insane
Working just for candy canes
The world ... Should work for candy canes

The sleigh is in the sky right now
See if you can spot it
Follow it on NORAD, the whole journey's been plotted
It doesn’t matter if you pray to Jesus or Mohamed

Ho Ho Ho Ho, Ho Ho Ho Ho,
Ho Ho Ho Ho, Ho Ho Ho Ho,
And my teeth are getting …Rotted ... Rotted ... Rotted

There's millions of kids waiting for me
On Christmas eve
What’s your name, man?
Kris Kringle or Santa Claus

Backing Music via Musical Remedy
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