SANTA’S WORST NIGHTMARE ZYRA [Intro — Music-Box Christmas Melody, Whispered] Dear Santa, I heard you’ve been asking about me. That’s sweet. But I’ve got some bad news. [Record Scratch — Heavy 808 Drop] I’m your worst fucking nightmare! (Z-Y-R-A!) [Verse 1 — Fast, Sarcastic Trap-Rap] Midnight, snow white, boots on the rooftop, Got the whole North Pole begging me to please stop. Red lips, black fit, silver on my neck, Santa saw my name and had a nervous little check. I don’t want a teddy bear, don’t want a candy cane, Want a diamond-studded sleigh and a first-class reindeer plane. Elves in the workshop looking kinda stressed, I walked in for five minutes, now they’re all overdressed. Click-clack, gift stack, glitter on the floor, Got the naughty list hanging like a wreath upon my door. Santa said, “Young lady, you’ve been very, very bad,” I said, “Honey, I’m the best bad girl you’ve ever had!” [Pre-Chorus — Teasing Melodic Vocals, Rising Bells] Hear the sleigh bells ringing, Hear the choir singing. Everybody’s saying prayers, But I’m already on the stairs! [Chorus — Explosive, Catchy Pop-Rap] I’m Santa’s worst nightmare! Red lips, don’t care! Got the North Pole shaking, Got the snowflakes breaking! Santa’s worst nightmare! Bad girl everywhere! You can put me on your list, But you can’t put me in my place! Oh-oh-oh, watch me go, Making trouble in the Christmas snow! Santa’s worst nightmare, And I look so good right there! [Post-Chorus — Bouncy Trap Drop, Chopped Vocals] Ho-ho-hold up! (Hey!) Snow-snow-show up! (Yeah!) Ring-ring, jingle-jangle, Got the North Pole in a tangle! Bad-bad, who’s that? Black boots, Santa hat! Ho-ho-hold up! Santa’s nightmare showed up! [Verse 2 — Lightning-Fast Double-Time Rap] Tick-tick, peppermint, cinnamon, sugar rush, Got a sleigh full of diamonds and a lipstick-covered brush. Reindeer running circles, elves are losing their direction, I just turned the workshop into my private fashion section. Dasher got a makeover, Dancer got a chain, Prancer’s taking selfies in a candy-cane lane. Comet wants a record deal, Cupid wants a show, Rudolph’s got a spotlight and he’s ready for the glow. I don’t do the silent nights, don’t do the holy choir, Got a little winter magic and a whole lot of fire. Santa’s checking every camera, trying hard to find the cause, I’m the reason all the elves are taking selfies with applause. Too loud, too proud, too pretty, too much, Got a velvet little attitude with a diamond-studded touch. If you’re looking for an angel, better look the other way, I’m the Christmas complication that ain’t ever going away! [Pre-Chorus — Rising Orchestral Strings] Hear the sleigh bells ringing, Hear the choir singing. Everybody’s saying prayers, But I’m already on the stairs! [Chorus — Full Festive Trap Production] I’m Santa’s worst nightmare! Red lips, don’t care! Got the North Pole shaking, Got the snowflakes breaking! Santa’s worst nightmare! Bad girl everywhere! You can put me on your list, But you can’t put me in my place! Oh-oh-oh, watch me go, Making trouble in the Christmas snow! Santa’s worst nightmare, And I look so good right there! [Bridge — Music Stops, Spoken With Wicked Humor] Santa, darling… I have a question. If you’re watching everybody While they’re sleeping… Isn’t that a little creepy? (Pause) And I’M the one on the naughty list? [Wicked Laugh — Sleigh Bells Accelerate] [Final Rap — Aggressive, Rapid-Fire Delivery] Red bow, black snow, diamonds in the moonlight, Got a thousand little reasons why I’m ruining your silent night. Elves going crazy, reindeer going faster, I’m the unexpected queen of this Christmas disaster! No rules, no brakes, got a sleigh full of attitude, Santa’s looking stressed, better change that latitude. You can keep your little coal, keep your lectures, keep your fear, ’Cause your worst fucking nightmare is the best gift of the year! [Final Chorus — Explosive Christmas Trap Finale] I’M SANTA’S WORST NIGHTMARE! Red lips, don’t care! Got the North Pole shaking, Got the snowflakes breaking! SANTA’S WORST NIGHTMARE! Bad girl everywhere! You can put me on your list, But you can’t put me in my place! Oh-oh-oh, watch me go, Making trouble in the Christmas snow! Santa’s worst nightmare, And I look so good right there! [Outro — Christmas Bells, Whispered] Don’t worry, Santa. I’ll be good next year. (Pause) …Probably not. (Zyra!)
