Don't Shoot Me Santa

Brandon: Oh Santa

I've been waiting on you



Santa: That's funny kid

Because

I've been coming for you



Brandon: Oh Santa

I've been killing just for fun



Santa: Well the party's over kid

Because I

Because I got a bullet in my gun



Brandon: A bullet in your what?



Santa's got a bullet in his gun

You know it

Santa's got a bullet in his gun



Don't shoot me Santa Claus

I've been a clean living boy

I promise you

Did every little thing you asked me to

And I can't believe the things

I'm going through



Don't shoot me Santa Claus

When no one else around

Believes me

When the children on the block

They tease me

And I couldn't let 'em off

That easy



O Santa

It's been a real hard year

Year



Santa: There just ain't no getting around this

Life is hard

But look at me

I turned out all right



Brandon: Hey Santa

Why don't we talk about it

Work it out



Santa: Believe me

This ain't what I wanted

I love all you kids

You know that

Hell, I remember when

You were just ten years old

Playing out there in the desert

Just waiting for a sip of that

Sweet Mojave rain



Brandon: In the sweet Mojave rain

The boy was on his own...



Don't shoot me Santa Claus

I've been a clean living boy

I promise you

Did every little thing you asked me to

And I can't believe the things

I'm going through



Hey Santa Claus

When no one else around believes me

When the children on the block

They tease me

And I couldn't let 'em off

That easy



Yeah they're coming

So why can't you see

I couldn't turn my cheek no longer

The sun is going down

And Christmas is near

Just look the other way

And I'll disappear forever



Don't shoot me Santa Claus

When no one else around believes me

When the children on the street

They tease me

I couldn't let 'em off that easy



Believe me

Santa

Santa