[Verse 1] Gonna get drunk this Christmas, blind drunk as I can be, Drop my glass, start a fight, knock over the tree. But the tinsel's hanging heavy, and the lights, they kinda glow, Though my heart's made out of gold, I’ve lost the shine to show. [Chorus] Santa came, said, "You better watch out, Better not pout, your act’s wearing out." I said, "Listen, dude, I am who I am, They made me, broke the mold, ain’t no scam. I’ll get right, I’ll fly straight, But tonight, just keep 'em cold—just keep 'em cold." [Verse 2] Lost my job, I’m out of work, the world feels pretty mean, Bills pile high, whiskey's low, ain't much left to dream. But the snow falls soft, covering the dirt, Even in the bitter frost, there's a warmth beneath the hurt. [Prechorus] Santa, don’t preach, I’ve heard it before, I’m just a man with my feet on the floor. [Chorus] Santa came, said, "You better watch out, Better not pout, your act’s wearing out." I said, "Listen, dude, I am who I am, They made me, broke the mold, ain’t no sham. I’ll get right, I’ll fly straight, But tonight, just keep 'em cold—just keep 'em cold." [Bridge] The jukebox hums a sad little hymn, The barstool's my pew, and the lights grow dim. A toast to the year, to the ones I hold dear, And to hope, maybe next time, I'll find some cheer.
