End of the year theyre raising my rent Called in sick my money is spent Buildings out side all covered in snow Makin a fire the heat is on
  I look out my window there a shopping cart
  Attached to it theres a crying bum
  I need a road dog wheres santa claus on my last drop in stuck eating crumbs
    No gift december 25th no bottles empty where's st. nicolass happy fuckin year
    Christmas carol's a whore on the corner
  The Grinch is a friend of every pimp Take me away for the holidays
  Dinner in a strait jacket turkey tray and The kids who have been beat down with a stick you aint gotta take it from the Family plan
  If ya cant get help do it all for yerself a Make shift kid will be strong in the end Soaking up those tears comes just Once a year get someone a gift, show Someone ya care.
    No gift december 25th no bottles empty where's st. nicolass happy fuckin year
    [ Thanks Rick for correction ]