Canned Heat Follow

I can't describe the joy they bring
'Cos joy is something they don't bring me

My girlfriend is by my side
Pick her up while hanging sickles of ice
Their whiny voices get irritating
It's Christmas time again

So I stand with a dead smile on my face
Wondering how much of my time they'll waste
Oh God, I hate these Satan's helpers

And then I guess I must have snapped
Because I grabbed a baseball bat
And made them all run for shelter

It's Christmas time again
It's time to be nice to the people
Who you can't stand all year
I'm growing tired of this Christmas cheer

You people scare me
Please stay away from my home
If you don't wanna get me down
Just leave the presents and let me be alone

Well, I guess it's not cool to freak on Christmas Eve
Because the cops came and arrested me
They had an unfair advantage

And even though the jail didn't have a tree
Christmas came a night early
As a guy named Bubba unwrapped my package

It's Christmas time again
It's time to be nice to the people
Who you can't stand all year
I'm growing tired of this Christmas cheer

You people scare me
Please stay away from my home
If you don't wanna get me down
Just leave the presents and let me be alone

I won't be home
I won't be home for Christmas
I won't be home

I can't describe the joy they bring
'Cos joy is something they don't bring me