Your name inspires charity, wherever it is spoke
And your face that's full of happiness, forever carries hope
Hope that eventually all evil will be extinguished
And never did you care if your name became distinguished
You started as a man, who worked hard, yet was poor
But now you're an immortal, and your life means so much more.
We celebrate your life, every single year
By distribution your message, to all that we hold dear
Your face is always pictured, when the snow has touched the ground
And no matter where it's hidden, our inner child's found
You taught us not to take, that giving was divine
And now we celebrate all life, by prolonging one of pine.
Your name has been altered, and time has changed as well
But now if we believe in you, we're gunna rot in hell
Now you are a fat old man, who works only once a year
Who plays with magic snowmen, and rides a flying deer
Your life has changed without a doubt, you're not the man you were
But your values are shared with everyone, and your name is Saint, not Sir
You will never be forgotten, we know you'll always care
You are not here physically, but your ideas are still there
Every gift that is given, is done so in your honor
To the man who worked his heart out, not one who rides Donner.
You taught us that it's worth it to go the extra mile
It could inconvenience us, but we'd see a loved ones smile.
