i don't believe in santa clause- his corporate image forced upon the blinded spending masses, to enslave the lower classes with obligatory gifts that serve to cleanse a year of guilt and shame. one token gesture justifies the apathetic, hypnotized. leaving them to be kris kringle's slaves. buy! buy! i won't do it. the seasons obligation has not my participation. buy! buy! i won't do it. the money hungry mating call of corporate swine. cuz- it's only for the money! it's only for the money! it's only for the money! it's only for the money! now buy! he monitors naughty and nice- big brother is st. nick! methodically his judgment made documented on his list. i- don't believe in santa clause or his mystical facade to teach the children wanton greed, they're lust for gifts becomes a need. brainwashed by the marketing and victims of the corporate scheme. material possessions becoming they're obsessions till human life has lost it's value and you blindly do just what they tell you i don't believe!!!! his tactics of intimidation repress the minds of youth using fear for generations, his image hides the truth he's just a puppet for the system, a glutton in a suit with yuletide propaganda and a bearded mask to boot!
Lyrics submitted by bouncing soles