Away in a manger somewhere
Millions of children are needlessly starving
As we bake our cookiesAnd stuff our face
And die of heart disease
This is the world we live in
It doesn′t have to be such a disgrace
But making it a better place
Starts with us carving
From the ashes of the old
A new mold
A new system
Away digging nameless graves somewhere
Millions of innocent people are pointlessly dying
As we struggle to buy enough gifts
To distract us from the writhing
To plug our ears to the crying
Let this serve as a reminder
While the rich and fat roast chestnuts on an open fire
Much of the world sinks deeper into the economic mire
They caused in the first place
Here's some advice, just in case
Roast the rich on an open fire
If you′re privileged enough to celebrate Commercial Christmas
Recognize that a lot of the pain and misery in the world
Is, at least in part, your own fucking fault
Poverty and hunger don't just emerge from the void
Both were created, and both can be destroyed
The truth is empty stomachs coincide with overflowing bank vaults
If this reminder "ruins" your Christmas
Good
Although It wasn't invited to the party
Capitalism has brought us Its Christmas gift
Millions and millions of makeshift mangers stuffed with starving kids
We eat their food
We colonize their lands
We steal their natural resources
And make them into the cheap shit
We fill our stockings with
Might wanna call for the hearse
′Cus Christmas isn′t about charity
It's about commerce
