The War On Christmas Is Over (If You Buy It)

Armed to the teeth, jackboots on our feet
As we kick in your front door
Setting fire to the tree, all the presents beneath
Are destroyed, you
whores
Up head
flying, the children will be cryin'
Tryna knock on your doors
But not enough if you all buy it
So this
Merry Christmas, this means war
This is the war on Christmas
Your name’s made our shitlist
This is the war on Christmas
Happy new fear
Armed to the teeth, jackboots on our feet
As we kick in your front door
So it’s time to choose the feelings, tell you what to believe in
white as snow
There will be no relief in the pain you all feel
Merry Christmas, this means war
This is the war on Christmas
Your name’s made our shitlist
This is the war on Christmas
Happy new fear
This is the war on Christmas
Your name’s made our shitlist
This is the war on Christmas
Happy new fear
Everyone will spread this cheer
Everyone will disappear
Everyone will spread this cheer
Everyone will disappear
Will disappear, will disappear
This is the war on Christmas
Your name’s made our shitlist
This is the war on Christmas
Happy new fear
This is the war on Christmas
Your name’s made our shitlist
This is the war on Christmas
Happy new fear