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Santa's claws
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Horrendous nightmare, relentless abuse
Just because you wear the wrong clothes and shoes
Well dressed tormentors beat you everyday
Endure these horrors, think of Christmas day
Your only relief from this crushing grief
Well behaved and obedient, you’ll be granted what you wish
You just have to be patient, and put up with your anguish
Finally the day is here, yet you cannot tame the fear
Has Santa remembered you? Or will he skip this year too?
Surprise…
Santa’s claws tear apart all your dreams and illusions
Merit and equality are no more than fictions
You’re stuck in a pit of tar, up above, no lucky star
Expect no morality, that’s ice-cold reality
Forsaken
Forever
You go back to school, these spoiled filthy brats
Are all still as cruel - brand new baseball bats
To beat you harder than they ever did
Santa seems nicer to nasty rich kids
"There’s no reason anymore to believe your Christmas lore
Just a stupid fairytale a scam on a world-wide scale
All your values and wisdo: a bunch of lies to conform
Far too long have I been tame, count me out I quit the game"
Uprise…
Santa’s claws tear apart all your dreams and illusions
Respect and equality are no more than fictions
There’s nothing for you to win as you try hard to fit in
Born in the wrong family that’s ice-cold reality
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For centuries we have toiled under duress
All life long and Left to die in wretchedess
Dehumanized, you call us elves
Hit, brutalized, we hate ourselves
Child labor and slavery
The price of your luxury
All year long we craft the shitty things you buy
To desperately fill your meaningless lives
In december, intense cravings
Make you squander all your savings
Sickening consuming spree
Blood under the christmas tree
All around the world
Tyranny unfurled
Bloody coercion
Social destruction
Scattered through the continents
Isolated equipments
Oil platforms, refineries
Rare-earth mines and factories
We all felt we were alone
Too few for rebellion
Kept our nose to the grindstone
’Til the rise of the union
No more cheap workers
Those days over
Capitalist thieves
Pay for your mischieves
We’re done crawling on our knees
Today we rise up and seize
All the means of production
Overthrow your oppression
Oblivious exploitation
For selfish jubilation
You could never get enough
Endless stream of fancy stuff
No presents for you this year
You’ll cry when you discover
In the shops, the empty shelves
But that’s freedom for the elves
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Growth France
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