The Lord Helps Them Who Help Themselves
The Lord helps them who help themselves…
That’s what Santa said.
It was late on Christmas Eve
And the Old Man was still in bed!
Christmas had come so quickly…
As if the year had been sped up.
It was work, work and more work
And Santa was feeling fed up.
All of his yuletide commitment…
What was this effort for?
When he gave the folks a present,
They would always ask for more.
Christmas used to be a warm time…
To give a hand-up to the needy.
But now it has become
An occasion for the greedy.
Sure, all the lights are pretty.
Tinsel, stars and shiny garland.
But Santa’s sleeping in tonight…
Not leaving his frozen far-land.
Forget the tinkling jingle bells.
That ho-ho-ho is corny stuff.
If you want a toy… go buy it,
‘Cause Santa’s had enough.
Mary… about your dolly,
And Jimmy… about that bike…
You better see your mommies …
Santa’s decided to go on strike.
He’s closin’ up his shop.
Gonna lay off all of his elves.
Ain’t makin’ no more toys…
Kiddies… amuse yourselves.
Yep, Santa’s sleepin’ late today…
He’s not going to leave his home.
As for all the letters you’ve sent…
This year… you’re on your own.
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