Falala…
Falalalalala…
Falalala…

He brought joy to the world
Spreading Furbies like herpes to youths
But his heart grew too huge
Filled with love and cholesterol too

Once so jolly and round
Now he rots underground

Last Yuletide old Father Christmas died
Under the tree from heart disease, too many pies
Last Yuletide old Father Christmas died
Unmerrily in agony, too much mulled wine

Mrs Claus hit the sauce
Once the bank foreclosed on her house
All the elves hanged themselves
As the workshop was quickly shut down

The reindeer were sold off
Findus bought the whole lot

Last Yuletide old Father Christmas died
Under the tree whilst Rudolph weed on my shagpile
Last Yuletide old Father Christmas died
Unmerrily his hohos ceased for the last time

Last Yuletide old Father Christmas died
Under the tree on Xmas Eve, I got a bike

All in all, a good night!