Santa Claus Ain’t a Hippie

[Verse 1]
At a rock concert one evening, they put old Santa Claus down
At a place they call Bull Island, with the Wabash River all around
They called him a fink and a ferrand and put him down to shame
Then I got up and testified when they scandalized his name
And I said

[Chorus]
Santa Claus ain't a hippie, he's king of Christmas night
Santa Claus ain't a hippie, as sure as Jesus cries
Santa Claus ain't a hippie, his spirit's alive and well
And if you cats want to find yourself, hear them Christmas bells

[Verse 2]
This cat came up swashbucklin' with tresses like a girl
He said his generation would straighten out the world
Hе said Saint Nick was foolish and fables all must die
And I got right in his fuzzy face and I lookеd him in the eye
And I said

[Chorus]
Santa Claus ain't a hippie, he's king of Christmas night
Santa Claus ain't a hippie, as sure as Jesus cries
Santa Claus ain't a hippie, his spirit's alive and well
And if you cats want to find yourself, hear them Christmas bells

[Verse 3]
This one big burly bruiser came stalking up and spit
He said, "Take that for Santa Claus," and I tightened up my fist
He said he'd like it quieter and he thought my views were dim
And I asked him if intensive care was quiet enough for him
And I said

[Chorus]
Santa Claus ain't a hippie, he's king of Christmas night
Santa Claus ain't a hippie, as sure as Jesus cries
Santa Claus ain't a hippie, his spirit's alive and well
And if you cats want to find yourself, hear them Christmas bells
You cats want to find yourself, hear them Christmas bells (Jingle bells, jingle bells)