No Christmas for the Jehovah’s Witness
All the Catholics and Baptists get gifts

No Christmas for the Jehovah’s Witness
So, how come Dusty Roze don’t get s*#!

FIRST VERSE:

Every year around December twenty fifth
The other boys and girls get that and get this
But not me -- Man I don’t ever get s*#!
No Christmas for the Jehovah’s Witness
In front of department store trees I sit
And wish I could get gifts off my Christmas list
Preacher says Christmas shouldn’t be celebrated
Last year I wanted a bike, so I waited
And waited I never got it and I hate it
Susan got a big wheel -- Tommy got clothes
But nobody, nobody, nobody got a thing for Dusty Roze
Preacher says Santa is fake and I suppose
That if he’s really real one day I’ll know
Santa please visit me from the North Pole
So, that I can see you, but I don’t have a chimney though
So, I don’t know I feel sad when it snows