Troy: Going deep cover, past enemy lines Making everybody think I'm on the Christmas side Rocking warm sweaters, hanging big ass lights If the fat man can see me, yo it's gotta look bright I'd watch all the T.V. specials that i never could I'll even cry during the sad ones, like James Bond would And when the big night comes it's time to set the bait Cold milk, Hot cookies, decorative plate! And he'll come down the chimney it'll just be him and me But he won't know we're enemies 'cause I play sincere Bring a trap like that, heart attack get on his lap and tell him He can come back every year 'Cause I am Jehovahs' most secret witness So I might have to dedicate my life to Christmas And act just like I love it 'till the day I die.
Abed: A-B-E-D, Connoisseur of Christmas On the spectrum, none of your business Thoughts to fast to comprehend Just wanna do right, by my friends If years were seasons, this December Would be the December of our December More blueprints than Howard Hughes But if there are blue prints, how do we choose? We have to be happy to get to the end We have to save Christmas to save our friends
Troy and Abed: We have to save Christmas to save our friends We have to save Christmas to save our friends!