BLOWING ALL THE MONEY WE MADE
(Sung to “Winter Wonderland”)
The checkout lines are long and trying,
Throughout the stores the shoppers buying.
Santa’s in sight,
And debt is our plight,
‘Cause we’re blowing all the money we made.
The manger scenes, the stores will soon seize,
Replaced by toys made by Red Chinese.
Santa’s in sight,
And debt is our plight,
‘Cause we’re blowing all the money we made.
Stroll up the aisle and there will be a display,
Let’s all pretend that Michael Jordan’s there.
We’ll ask him if he’s happy so he can say:
“Buy my Nike shoes two hundred bucks a pair.”
On Xmas Eve, we’ll perspire
For record sales down to the wire.
Santa’s in sight,
And debt is our plight,
‘Cause we’re blowing all the money we made.
Stroll down the aisle and there will be a display,
Pull out your credit card, add to your debt.
Stare at the blinking signs, do what the ads say:
“Don’t be the last to buy a Chia Pet.”
Xmas day has arrived now.
The stores have closed, worship the Cash Cow.
Santa’s in sight,
And debt is our plight,
‘Cause we’re blowing all the money we ma-a-ade.
Blowing all the money we made.
Ca-ching!
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