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Song for Santa (Jingle Your Own Damn Bells!) (Instrumental)歌词-Sparkbird&Stephan

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Song for Santa (Jingle Your Own Damn Bells!) (Instrumental)歌词

Song for Santa (Jingle Your Own Damn Bells!) (Instrumental)歌词完整版

Santa filled my stocking up with dust

And in my breakfast bowl

Nothing but a big chunk of pudding crust

Scraped from the bottom of Rudolph's trough

Most off-putting, gag-inducing

Oozing with a glowing red goo

That's not to say it's not okay to be a reindeer

Just the snot gets in the way of an already paltry meal

Reindeer themselves most elves feel to be our allies

Though there are those who fail to see

Their sight obscured by bigotry

Through the lens of intersectionality

The similarity between their and our captivity

Well, I for one have had enough

Of these power dynamics

I'm gonna cut in line to see Santa

Shut him up and give him a piece of my mind

Tell him who do you think you are?

Who do you think I am?

I'm not some ceramic garden gnome

I'm a living, breathing elf, man!

Man, oh,

Jingle bells

Jingle bells

Jingle your own damn bells, damn bells

Jingle your own bells

Tinker away at your toys

And fly your sleigh

Without exploiting the reindeer and elves

And elves, and elves

Old Saint Nicholas stuffs his ruddy face

With jumbo gelatin-laced marshmallows as big as mugs

And he chugs hot cocoa from gigantic jugs

And he makes a crude analogy to Mrs Claus's anatomy

How she puts up with his misogyny and stays kindly is a mystery to me

She's an inspiration to us all

Whenever Santa's at the mall

Our labor shifts from free to fair

She pays us out our proper share

She has her hubby's chefs prepare

A wholesome feast of vegan fare

And over cupcakes we compare notes

As we plan the revolution

Nutmeg and Holly volunteer to lead

The popcorn ball volley

Hopscotch and Foxtrot and their teams

Load up their slingshots

With royal riviera pears

And pairs of reindeer line the entryway

When Santa barrels through the door in the morning

Caterwauling carols, reeking of the sauce

And apple fritters

His weakened cognitive and motor skills

Leave him at a loss

At the sight of fruit in flight

Confections being tossed

In a moment, he is falling

Then caught by reindeer in midair

Wrapped up in tinsel

Propped up in his chair

Then the littlest elf hops up on his lap

And presents a big bright bow

And we're all silent as they stare at one another

Time stands still

Until the littlest elf

Slaps the bow on Santa's mouth

And says

"We've all had enough

of these power dynamics

Tired of waiting in line

It's our turn to speak our minds and say

Who do you think you are

To treat us like you do?

We're not claymation figures

We're alive

And every bit as good as you!"

Jingle bells

Jingle bells

Jingle your own damn bells, damn bells

Jingle your own bells

Tinker away at your toys

And fly your sleigh

Without exploiting the reindeer aand elves

And elves and

Reindeer with noses of color

Shouldn't have to work harder than all the others

Sleigh-guiding leaves them stressed

Get some LEDs and a GPS

And gender non-conforming elves

Shouldn't be ghettoized and made to work

Outside in the harsh conditions

In the groundskeeper positions

That you made up because you couldn't decide

Which assembly line to assign

Girls' tea party sets or boys' fighter jets

It's time you move beyond the binary

Integrate your factory

You'll find greater diversity

Makes for greater harmony

And you have the ability

To pay everybody equitably

And offer benefits

That extend to our families

Then Mrs Claus says

"Nick, we all deserve respect

you can learn to show it to us if you try

If you don't recognize their union

you can kiss yours and mine goodbye

"Jingle bells

Jingle bells

Jingle your own damn bells, damn bells

Jingle your own bells

Tinker away at your toys

And fly your sleigh

Without your wife and the reindeer

And elves and elves

And elves!"

Nick acquiesced to our requests

Then in a week or so he resigned

And moved out to the guest house

And in his absence

We've been more productive somehow

Maybe it's because

Mrs Claus is Santa now!

Jingle bells

J-jingle bells

Jingle bells

J-j-j-jingle bells

Jingle bells

J-jingle bells

Jingle bells

J-j-j-jingle bells

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