(A lump of coal I'm Wondering why,

I got out of bed at all
I can't believe it's Christmas morning,
And there's no gift at all
I thought that this was supposed to be,
A day to deck the halls
But he forgot again,
And I'm so mad, I'm so mad)

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A lump of coal I'm Wondering why,
I got out of bed at all
I can't believe it's Christmas morning,
and there's no gift at all
I thought that this was supposed to be,
A day to deck the halls
But he forgot again,
and I'm so mad, I'm so mad

Dear Santa,
I wrote but you ain't' brought me nuthin',
I sent you a whole gift list,
But I still hadn't got none
I sent to letters back in autumn,
You must not have got em'
There probably was a problem with the elf's up there or sumthin'
Maybe them midgets didn't know that Christmas was coming
But anyway, fuck it,
What's been up man how's your reindeer?
I put cookies on the roof for them to eat when they get here
You missed my house this time,
That's OK, maybe next year
Wake my ass up then and we'll have a light beer
On my list was some things that I want you to bring me
When you get a chance, please drop em' all down my chimney
What I asked you for was playstation from Sony,
And Play-dough, and Lego's, and skates and a pony
That's all I want, and this year I been good
So please, fill up that sack and swing by my hood,
If you could, Truly yours, you're biggest fan,
This is Stan

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Dear Santa,
I can't believe that you forgot me again
Ain't shit sittin' underneath the tree in my den
You didn't bring Play-dough or Lego's or Sony
How am I supposed to get to school with no skates or a pony?
I saw you at the mall, singin' about with your choir,
When my friend called you fake, yo I called him a liar
Now I'd like to grab your neck and set your beard on fire
You know that song about the grandma who got run over, by the reindeer,
Who came down and landed right on her
She got crushed on Christmas eve, now me and grandpa we believe
That's kind' like this is, you coulda' made me believe too
Now its too late, I'm about to convert to a Jew
And all I wanted was a lousy gift under the tree
But now I'm fucked up, cuz' you forgot me
I love you Santa, we coulda' been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream, (Stanley) Mom I'll be down in a minute
I hope you dream about elf's kicking you in the nuts,
And Frosty the snowman icing you up the but
(Stanley!) Ok ma' Santa I'll explain this real simple
I'm going to see the rabbi, he's waitin' down at the temple
Even circumcision can't be much worse that what I been through
So next year at this time, send a filter fish
Happy Hanukah Saint Dick,
Cuz' Stan's turning Jewish

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Ho ho ho, Dear Stan,
I meant to write you sooner, but this year I been busy
Santa Claus feel real bad he didn't come down your chimney
Dangit all too, cuz you ain't been naughty, you been nice
Guess Santa Claus checked his list once, but forgot to do twice
Oh well, that's the way things go at the North Pole
Sometimes hard to remember, Santa Claus gettin' old
But what's this here about you becomin a Jew?
And cuttin' on your ding-dong, is that what they do?
Hold up right there, cuz that's sum crazy ass shit
Santa Claus don't let nobody chop on his dick
And what the hell you talkin' about us being together?
That type of thing there, that's for men who wear leather
That's gay talk right there, that's H-O-M-O
You sendin' this here letter from San Francisco?
(That's good San Fran-sisco That could keep me going right there)
But anyways, oh what the hell, ohh yeah
Don't be so gay, and about turnin' Jewish,
Call my lawyer say "Orvet"
Hang on in one more year, you got a gift comin'
Santa Claus gonna' bring you a nice, blonde white woman
And if Stan ain't to good, she'll look like Kate Hudson
And that Kate Hudson, put her right up on lap,
And make all kind' sex, on his trouser shorts(Mmm,Hmm)
Alright then I gotta go whippin' back on elf
Marry Christmas Stan,
And don't play with yourself Ho ho ho