
I don’t want a lot for Christmas,
But there’s a bunch of stuff I need, First I need 100 litres of any grade of gasoline, I need to find a turkey too — One that won’t have avian flu, Make my wish come true… Pay off my credit card for me too! Yeah!
I don’t want a lot for Christmas
I would sell whatever I own So I could pee without the groans, Make my wish come true! I have a cup I’ve already peed into! Into, baby!
And I don’t want to be sick at Christmas —
But I won’t wear an effin’ mask so don’t you even friggin’ ask! Against my freedoms I think it’s a personal attack!
‘Cause it’s my right to breathe the air, If you get sick, I do not care. What more can I do? But if I get sick — that’s all on you! On you, baby!
Oh-oh, all the lights are shut off — all shut off everywhere (all shut off, baby)
Because January’s power bill I cannot bear (oh, oh, yeah) And if everyone is chilly (oh, yeah) Go put on a sweater silly!
Santa, won’t you bring me some free kilowatts please? (Yeah, oh) Or at least a new phone battery?
Oh, I don’t want a lot for Christmas,
Oh, or maybe Greco from Door Dash,
They take debit, you don’t need cash!
And make my wish come true —
Help me remove that ill-advised tattoo…
Ill-advised, baby!
Oh and a two-four of Labatt’s Blue, baby…
And repay my CERB for me too, baby…
Can we get that rent cap back for me too? Baby…
Could you shovel out my driveway too? Baby?