Written for Albany Santacon (to happen sometime this weekend.)
Get your reindeer runnin'
Head out on a sleigh ride
Lookin' for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah Santa's gonna make it happen
Make your roof my landing place
Presents left for one and all
And disappear without trace
I like milk and cookies
Heavy snow and thunder
Racin' with the wind
Christmas spirit that I'm under
Yeah Santa's gonna make it happen
Fillin' stockins at the fireplace
Dec'rate a whole tree at once
And disappear without trace
Like a true pagan's child
Santa's born, born to be wild
The sleigh flies so high
Santa never dies!
Born to be wild
Born to be wild
(Apologies as needed to Steppenwolf. Parody lyrics by gypsytea.)