It’s that time of the year; it is here once again. It’s time for the kids to be opening presents. It’s that time of the year; it is here once again, To get all you wanted and some things you didn’t.
So we thank you Lord, for giving us Christmas; So we thank you Santa, for bringing us presents. So we thank you Jesus, for giving us Christmas; So we thank you Santa, for bringing us presents.
Because we couldn’t cope, if we didn’t have toys, To make the girls happy; as well as the boys. The Christmas party, another affair; It’s time to relax and let down your hair.
It’s time to remember, those who aren’t loved; We must mock them and jeer them, for they are not like us. It’s time to forget, the stress of the cost; Three months of anticipation, will soon be forgotten.
And now the wrapping is on the floor, the box has been discarded; Whole days are wasted preparing the lunch, Or to drink at the Christmas parties. Then New Year comes and we make false promises; Just a day after Christmas day, Yet another argument has started.
The presents we loved have lost their shine; Since we went back to school And saw their presents were better than mine. The poorer families were happy on Christmas day; But consumerism took that happiness away.