the snow is at our door now
and i put on great boots
it's time to shovel all this conksuck frozen soup

when i'm finished with this i'll put up all the lights
and hella jeff and sweet bro will be measuring the heights

shit, let's be santa
i'll be your mister claus
and we'll fade away on christmas day
in a jpeg compression loss

geromy and peaches
they're putting trimmings on the tree
the star is meters off the ground
how high does it have to be