Stockings are hung near the chimney
And the presents are unedr the tree
And Mamma's in the kitchen
Making some herbal tea
Windows are covered in frost
And the candles are all alight
But as I wonder through this quiet house
Something just doesn't seem right

You see, every year, the neighbours bring us
A Swiss Colony Beeflog
But the neightbours aren't around
And there's no beeflog to be found, this year

Christmas, isn't Christmas
Without a Swiss Colony Beeflog
Without those cheeses and meats
I don't think I can get along
Mother tries to comfort me
She says 'Here son, have some eggnog'
But I fucking hate eggnog seriously

But what do I see?
Underneath the tree?
Grandma got a Swiss Colony Beeflog
Just for me! aaah, aaaaah, aaaaaah, baby!

Swiss Colony Beeflog, baby
That's what Christmas is all abouut!
My prayers have finally come with a beeflog, baby
Makes a little boy scream and shout!
Deck the halls with with bows of swiss colony
La-la-la-la-la, laa-laa-laa-laaaa! sweet!