There Are Much Worse Things To Believe In

There are cynics, there are skeptics
There are legions of dispassionate dyspeptics
Who regard this time of year as a maudlin insincere
Cheesy crass commercial travesty of all that we hold dear

When they think that
Well, I can hear it
But I pity them their lack of Christmas spirit
For in a world like ours, take it from Stephen
There are much worse things to believe in

A redeemer and a savior
An obese man giving toys for good behavior
The faith in what might be and the hope that we might see
The answer to all sorrow in a box beneath the tree
Find them foolish, sentimental
Well you're clearly none too bright so we’ll be gentle
Don't even try to start vaguely conceiving
Of all much worse things to believe in

Believe in the judgment, believe in Jihad
Believe in a thousand variations on a dark and spiteful god
You've got your money, you’ve got your power
You've got your science, and all the planets going to end within the hour
You've got your dreams that don't come true
You've got the ones that do
Then you've got your nothing
Some folks believe in nothing
But if you believe in nothing
Then what's to keep the nothing from coming for you?

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year
Now if you'll forgive me there’s a lot to do here
There are stockings still unhung
Colored lights I haven’t strung
And a one-man four-part Christmas carol waiting to be sung
Call me silly, call me sappy
Call me many things, the first of which is happy
You doubt, but you're sad
I don’t, but I'm glad
I guess we're even
At least that's what I believe in
And there are much worse things