Story Behind the Song
Lyrics
Happy Christmas, baby, Merry New Year--
Have a blasphemous Kwanzaa mama, oi, oi, oi, oi vey schmeer--
You're looking snappy in your hunter's green--
There's just one problem with this holiday scene
You see I got no do re mi, and I want your purse
Just hand it over slowly sister, and no one gets hurt--
Baby Jesus beanie baby--hey that's smart
What else have you got for me in your shiny shopping cart?
Show me the merchandise I'm a man in need,
I think this year I'll try a little virtual reality
You see I'd rather have your wallet baby than sing peace on earth
So hand it over slowly sister, and no one gets hurt.
Please don't think badly of me
Sometimes a man gotta take, take what he needs--
Faith, Hope, & diamond rings
I don't like this business either, It makes me sick
But it's a free market, mama, & I know what makes it tick
Action figures and play stations are all well and good,
But we don't need no toys guns in myneighborhood
You see I got an itchy finger darlin, for what its worth
So hand it over slowly sister, and no one gets hurt
Please don't think badly--
Sometimes a man's gotta take what he needs:
Faith, Hope, and a little green...
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