Oh, Santa
I've been waiting on you
That's funny kid
Because I've been coming for you
Oh, Santa
I've been killing just for fun
Well, the party is over kid
Because I, because I got a bullet in my gun
A bullet in your what
(Santa's got a bullet in his gun, you know it)
(Santa's got a bullet in his gun)
Don't shoot me Santa Clause
I've been a clean living boy
I promise you, did every little thing you ask me to
I can't believe the things I'm going through
Don't shoot me Santa Clause
No one else around believes me
But the children on the block they tease me
I couldn't let them off that easy
Oh, Santa
It's been a real hard year
There just ain't no getting around this
Life is hard but look at me I turned out alright
Hey, Santa
Why don't we talk about it, work it out
Believe me, this ain't what I wanted
I love all you kids, you know that, hell
I remember when you were just 10 years old
Playing out in the desert
Just waiting for a sip of that
Sweet Mojave rain
In the sweet Mojave rain
The boy was on his own
Don't shoot me Santa Clause
I've been a clean living boy
I promise you, did every little thing you ask me to
I can't believe the things I'm going through
Hey, Santa Clause
No one else around believes me
But the children on the block they tease me
I couldn't let them off that easy
They had it coming, so, why can't you see
I couldn't turn my check no longer
The sun is going down and Christmas is near
Just look the other way and I'll disappear forever
Don't shoot me Santa Clause
No one else around believes me
But the children on the street they tease me
I couldn't let them off that easy
Believe me Santa, Santa
I've been waiting on you
That's funny kid
Because I've been coming for you
Oh, Santa
I've been killing just for fun
Well, the party is over kid
Because I, because I got a bullet in my gun
A bullet in your what
(Santa's got a bullet in his gun, you know it)
(Santa's got a bullet in his gun)
Don't shoot me Santa Clause
I've been a clean living boy
I promise you, did every little thing you ask me to
I can't believe the things I'm going through
Don't shoot me Santa Clause
No one else around believes me
But the children on the block they tease me
I couldn't let them off that easy
Oh, Santa
It's been a real hard year
There just ain't no getting around this
Life is hard but look at me I turned out alright
Hey, Santa
Why don't we talk about it, work it out
Believe me, this ain't what I wanted
I love all you kids, you know that, hell
I remember when you were just 10 years old
Playing out in the desert
Just waiting for a sip of that
Sweet Mojave rain
In the sweet Mojave rain
The boy was on his own
Don't shoot me Santa Clause
I've been a clean living boy
I promise you, did every little thing you ask me to
I can't believe the things I'm going through
Hey, Santa Clause
No one else around believes me
But the children on the block they tease me
I couldn't let them off that easy
They had it coming, so, why can't you see
I couldn't turn my check no longer
The sun is going down and Christmas is near
Just look the other way and I'll disappear forever
Don't shoot me Santa Clause
No one else around believes me
But the children on the street they tease me
I couldn't let them off that easy
Believe me Santa, Santa
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I reckon this song is about a boy who killed people who bullied him "The children on the block they tease me, I couldn't let them off that easy" and now Santa's come to terms that's he's a naughty child and santa needs to kill him but the boy is trying to negotiate with him and make Santa feel pity for him saying 'It's been a real hard year" and "all the thing I 've been going through but Santa is sayig "Life's hard but look at me I turned out alright" even though Santa is about to sin too. It's a quite complex song. But Santa is quite hypocritical.
@gg123 I really feel like Santa is his personification of guilt. There are a few lines that I think point to this but here's my favorite<br /> <br /> I've been killing just for fun<br /> Well, the party is over kid<br /> Because I, because I got a bullet in my gun<br /> A bullet in your what<br /> <br /> Santa is his way of coming down back to reality and realizing what he's done.