I think that I shall always fear
The sound of footsteps very near
Not the kind of footsteps military
But the tumult of shoppers in a hurry
That is of course a sorry sound
Of customers running all around
Grabbing sale items everywhere
And scaring all without a care
It's the shrill noise of Christmas fright
(Forget Santa Claus and "Silent Night")
From Black Friday to December twenty-four
It's that time of year when they head to the stores
Then everything ends up under a tree
And everyone's savings vanish mysteriously
And the mall's sound system sounds kind of funny
As it resonates resolutely with the sound of money