Текст песни Father Christmas - The Unlikely Candidates
When
I
was
small
I
believed
in
Santa
Claus
Though
I
knew
it
was
my
dad
I
would
hang
up
my
stockings
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"
"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
a
lot
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"
Have
yourself
a
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,
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"
"Father
Christmas,
give
us
some
money
We
got
no
time-"
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