Christmas is coming

So I hide underneath the stairs

Or crawl in the dog’s basket

Cause he is sleeping the chairs


Those bloody Carrols

The present buying race

The people running

The stress on their face


Christmas is coming

And all people want to behave

But I have plans already

Gonna build me a Batman cave!


No time for Christmas

Maybe some reindeer on a plate

Santa is looking for Rudolph

To late…to late.