[Intro: Cold, pulsating post-punk bassline, steady drum machine, sharp guitars ] [Spoken / Cynical and detached voice ragamuffin ] Here we are, just like every year... remembering someone who died on a cross for us, leaving us a universal lesson of peace and respect... which we turned into an orgiastic bacchanal of lights and waste, while ignoring the needy. [Verse 1] Megawatts wasted to warm up nothing, blinding neon lights while the world falls apart. Buy a soul on installments with a credit card, morality on sale on the discount shelf. No gods on the streets, just shop windows and shopping carts, the fair of hypocrisy disguised as tradition. [The Grotesque Chorus ] Last Christmas, I gave you my heart... But this year we're cashing in on the ATM! Merry Christmas! Ho! Ho! Ho! Let's toast with Champagne on the faces of the starving! Merry Christmas! Ho! Ho! Ho! With the lights turned on while they forage in the trash! [ chorus with a gritty vocal, like an angry suburb] Megawatts yeeaaah Megawatts ... megawatts for nothing for sale Megawatts ... Megawatts [Verse 2 female voice raw and ragga] Caviar on silver plates, plastic smiles for the group photo, while outside someone is scavenging for leftovers in the dumpster. Window-dressing kindness lasts just as long as a social story, then we go right back to crushing those with no voice. [instrumental break obsessive with guitars distortions solo ] [Outro] [The post-punk bassline cuts off abruptly mid-measure, the steady drum machine dies instantly, leaving only a cold, buzzing feedback that fades into nothingness after a second] [Spoken / Cold, whispered voice right against the microphone] Merry Christmas... and turn off the lights, winter is long for everyone. Merry Christmas... Merry Christmas... merry --- [ chorus with a gritty vocal, like an angry suburb] Megawatts yeeaaah Megawatts ... megawatts for nothing for sale Megawatts ... Megawatts [Total silence ] [end]
