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Father Christmas - Jacqui Naylor
When I was small I believed in santa claus
Though I knew it was my dad
And I would hang up my stocking 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 they 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
Well 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 new skill 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
Well 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 lots of mouths to feed
But if you've got one
I'll have a toy 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
Well beat you up if you don't hand it over
We want your bread
So don't make us annoyed
Give all your toys to the little rich boys
Have yourself a merry merry christmas
Have yourself a real good time
But remember the kids who got nothin'
While you're drinkin' down your wine
Father christmas won't you give us your money
'Cause we got no time no
With your silly toy