MURK - That’s Not Santa… That’s My Dad!
Male Vocals, goth Rock, Emo rock, Pop punk, distorted guitars,
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Lyrics
[Intro – spoken over jangly guitar]
Mum said go to sleep… yeah right!
[Verse 1]
Midnight, I’m sneaking down the stairs
Heard a clatter, thought “reindeer in the air!”
Big red shadow by the Christmas tree
But something looked dodgy to me…
[Pre-Chorus]
He’s got the belly, yeah that checks out
White beard? Kinda… hanging off his mouth
Sack full of presents, boots covered in mud
But hold up… those are Mum’s red fluffy PJs
[Chorus – massive sing-along]
That’s not Santa, that’s my dad!
In Mum’s bright red onesie and Grandma’s old wig looking bad
Welly boots on, stumbling about
Smells like the pub let him out
That’s not Santa, that’s my dad!
Tripping on tinsel, eating the mince pie, That's three he's had !
I’m gonna pretend I’m asleep real fast
’Cause that’s definitely my dad!
[Verse 2]
He’s whispering “ho ho ho” in a funny deep voice
Stuffing stockings like he’s got no choice
Left a carrot for Rudolph on the floor
Then drank the sherry and asked for more
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Says “better not tell your mum I’m out of bed”
While the wig’s sliding down to the side of his head
Caught him dancing to Slade with a beer in his hand
Mate… that’s not the North Pole plan!
[Chorus – bigger, add kids gang vocals]
That’s not Santa, that’s my dad!
In Mum’s bright red onesie and Grandma’s old wig looking Bad
Reindeer? Nah, that’s next-door’s cat
He just hissed and ran off flat
That’s not Santa, that’s my dad!
Fell asleep on the sofa with the beard in his lap
Best Christmas secret I’ll never tell…
I love that my dad is Santa as well!
[Bridge – half-time, cheeky whisper]
So every year I’ll keep my mouth shut tight
Let him think he’s sneaky on Christmas night
But we both know the truth, me and Dad
Best Santa ever… even if he’s a bit mad!
[Final Chorus – key up to D♭, full family choir]
That’s not Santa… wait… maybe he is!
In Mum’s bright red onesie doing Santa biz
Smells like beer and Christmas cheer
Best dad of the year right here!
That’s my Santa, that’s my dad!
Merry Christmas everyone – now I’m going back to bed!
[Outro – everyone laughing + sleigh bells]
Shhh… don’t tell Mum!