Lyrics:

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!