[Intro] [Spoken] (Hey Santa, are you SURE they can fly?!) [Verse 1] Out back in the barn, (big vibes!) The reindeer light the flame, (spark it!) Blitzen’s rolling spliffs so fat, Even Santa knows their game. They passed it to the elves, Now toys ain’t getting made, Santa’s eyes match his red suit, He’s stoned and misbehaved! [Chorus] Oh, it’s the best Christmas weed song ever written, (yeah, yeah!) Reindeer puff so hard, they smitten, (smoke like goats!) Elves can’t work, their brains are fried, Santa says, “Yo, let’s just glide!” Oh, it’s the best Christmas weed song ever written, (yes, it is!) Blazing through the skies, no quittin’, (smoke like goats!) Eyes so red, they light the way, This Christmas is one big haze! [Verse 2] Dasher’s in the pantry, Munching Santa’s cake, Vixen’s puffin’ candy canes, And Comet’s on a break. The elves are all in corners, Laughing at the wall, Rudolph says, “We’ll guide the sleigh!” But they can’t stand up at all! [Pre-Chorus] Yo, the North is full of smoke, (smoke!) The presents might not leave, Santa’s doing one more hit, “Let’s roll, if y’all believe!” [Chorus] Oh, it’s the best Christmas weed song ever written, (yeah, yeah!) Reindeer puff so hard, they smitten, (smoke like goats!) Elves can’t work, their brains are fried, Santa says, “Yo, let’s just glide!” Oh, it’s the best Christmas weed song ever written, Rudolph’s stash keeps everybody hittin’, (smoke like goats!) Blazing through the holiday night, Too stoned to even try to fly! [Bridge] [Spoken] (Santa) "Hey Mrs. Claus, stop yelling! They’re professionals... kinda." Mrs. Claus is fuming, The sleigh’s not off the ground, The reindeer’s giggling wildly, While Santa’s passing rounds. The elves forgot the toolbox, And left the sleigh ajar, Now Santa’s saying, “Chill out babe, This year, we’ll use my car!” [Chorus] Oh, it’s the best Christmas weed song ever written, (yes, it is!) Reindeer puff so hard, they smitten, (smoke like goats!) Elves can’t work, their brains are fried, Santa says, “Yo, let’s just glide!” Oh, it’s the best Christmas weed song ever written, Cupid’s got a blunt that’s splittin’, (smoke like goats!) High above the city tonight, Santa’s crew’s just outta sight! [Outro] Maybe next year they’ll skip the ganja, And keep their sleigh on track, Or maybe they’ll chill with no bong rips, And finally cut some slack... NAHHHH, puff puff pass, that’s their jam, They’re blazing through the night, These reindeer roll the holiday, And light the skies so bright!
