I get a certain thrill From every falling snowflake, Or an ice shift that causes, A catastrophic earthquake I get a happy chill, from the crush of avalanches And whither the trees with a thousand breaking branches
Because you crossed my path, You’ll feel Stormella’s wrath! And now I shall release my storming masterpiece I’ll bury that old gizzard in a wizard of a blizzard And it’s because, I hate Santa Clause! That cheerful Santa Clause!
That joyful toyful, and oh so merry, If you ask me an extraordinary, I hate Santa Clause, Yes I hate Santa Clause!
What’s with that Ho! Ho! Ho! And his jolly disposition, Giving toys to girls and boys, I must ruin his merry mission! I’m just getting warm with the havoc that I’ll cause When I blow my wicked storm and crash that Santa Clause
Oh, Because you crossed my path You’ll feel stormella’s wrath And now I shall release my storming masterpiece I’ll bury that old gizzard in a wizard of a blizzard And it’s because, I hate Santa Clause! That Cheerful Santa Clause! IIIIII Haaate Saaantaaa Claaauuuseee! I hate him!