It’s Christmas

[chipmunk sample, film] Remember when we were so excited for last Christmas? It’s coming by again!! [Verse 1] Those days of counting sand grains at the beach are now low Replaced by holly jolly cheer and a cup of hot cocoa Gone are the days of swimming, drinking milkshakes on the beach Now we’re decorating for Christmas, expand our reach Bad news is our stupid HOA! They won’t even let our exterior be jolly in one way Now it’s just a soulless line of houses In 45 F weather, isn’t that arousin [turntable solo] [Chorus] It's Christmas, it's Christmas, It's Christmas, it's Christmas, It's Christmas, it's Christmas, Spread the cheer, man! It's Christmas, it's Christmas, It's Christmas, it's Christmas, It's Christmas, it's Christmas, See the reindeer, man! [verse 2] Yuh, Dasher, speed demon coming in like a Koenigsegg Vixen be so clever he's the only one to poach an egg Dancer's the life of the party and for good reason Prancer is too elegant for holiday season Comet, the laid back one flying through the sky Cupid got that lovey-dovey feeling on cloud 9 Donner and Blitzen, loud and thunderous? Insane! And Rudolph never got to play any reindeer games. [Chorus] It's Christmas, it's Christmas, It's Christmas, it's Christmas, It's Christmas, it's Christmas, Holly berries here! It's Christmas, it's Christmas, It's Christmas, it's Christmas, It's Christmas, it's Christmas, Didn't you hear? [Bridge] Mashed potatoes and gravy, have a second Thanksgiving Got stuffing or some dressing make tomato feel like winning We got Christmas cookies, candy canes for life The gingerbread man ran carrying the strife Mashed potatoes and gravy, have a second Thanksgiving Got stuffing or some dressing make tomato feel like winning We got Christmas cookies, candy canes for life The gingerbread man ran carrying the strife (Go, MC Ginger!) [guitar solo, 80s, unique] [Verse 3: Gingerbread man] Ay, Gingerbread man living in a house I just skated like an Ollie, spread the cheer without a mouse (or mousse) I hear the reindeer clicking, they go round, round You know it’s holiday season, bells sound, sound Just hope I don’t end up in the gingerbread pound, pound By folklore, I’ll escape, I’m duty bound, bound I be hitting shreds like I’m Stacy Peralta Wanna go for a 4th? Maybe 3rd? 2nd round, huh Just climbed up the mountain, slam dunk like I’m Carter This ain’t my first rodeo, you should be alarmed- er… Packing so many gifts like an advent calendar Got so much pressure, I’m just glad my face ain’t callast, dear And here’s a joke, what’s more unbelievable then talking raindeer Talking snow, sleet, and maybe talking rain, dear (Ticket, please.) (Sorry, man, got too busy rapping. I think I lost it. Hero Boy can go get it like he did with Hero Girl.) (I’m afraid, by standard procedure…) [long holding note] IIIIITS CHRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISTMAAAAAAAAAAS TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMEEEEEEEEEEE!! [fade out]