Krampus

You think you’re getting coal
Cause you’ve been acting cold
I’m coming for your soul
I have no mercy for a nine-year-old

What you see in the daytime
They just won’t believe
But when the night comes
They’ll be tossing in their sleep
They are watching out for me

That little boy on your street
That knocked you off your feet
Well him I’ll eat
With a side of cranberry
What a treat
Have it your way
But before Saint Nicholas day
I’ll take you away
There’s no point to pray