-the sixth day of Shitsmas-

If I still want that new guitar, I better get on the Nice List

If I still want that new sitar, I better get on the Nice List

If I still want the invisibility cloak, I better get on the Nice List

If I still wanna make all my enemies croak, might as well get on the Nice List

Last year, I was naughty, this year I'll be nice

I'll spread the message of cheer, I hope my efforts suffice

Santa needs a helper, and these kids have been bad

When I finish building the homeless shelter, I'm gonna show those brats who's the man!

You got in trouble at school for not doing homework

This year, instead of school, Santa's delivering his helper

I'm gonna stuff you in your backpack 'til you are trapped in

You'll suffocate and then you'll never be naughty again

I'll show you naughty

I'll show you naughty

I'll show you naughty

I'll show you naughty

It's Christmas, and here's my gift to you

A bit of coal and a bullet or two

I know you're on the Naughty List, bitch

I've been watching too

You got in trouble at school for not doing homework

This year, instead of school, Santa's delivering his helper

I'm gonna stuff you in your backpack 'til you are trapped in

You'll suffocate and then you'll never be naughty again

I do what I must do

To get on the list

I do what he tells me to

And obey his every wish

I'll show you naughty

I'll show you naughty

I'll show you naughty

I'll show you naughty

I'll show you naughty

I'll show you naughty

I'll show you naughty

I'll show you naughty

My Christmas king

My Christmas king

Santa is my king

Santa is my king

My Christmas king

My Christmas king

Satan is my king

Satan is my king