Father Christmas
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse



Father Christmas
Father Christmas
He’s the meanest man in the whole wide world
In the whole wide world, you can feel it
He’s a miser
He’s a skinflint
He’s a stingy lout
Leave your stocking out
For your Christmas gift and he’ll steal it
It’s a shame
He’s a villain
What a game
For a villain to play on Christmas day
Father Christmas
Father Christmas
Will be just as mean 
As he’s ever been
And I’m here to say
We should all send Father Christmas
On his merry Christmas way

Father Christmas
Father Christmas
He’s the rottenest man in the universe
And there’s no one worse, you can tell it
He’s  a rascal
He’s a bandit
He’s a crafty one
Leave your door undone
He’ll move in your house and sell it
It’s a crime
It’s a scandal
What a game
For a vandal to play on Christmas day
If you distrust
Father Christmas
It’s as well to know 
That I told you so
‘Cause I’m here to say
We should all send Father Christmas
Father Christmas, Father Christmas
Father Christmas, Father Christmas
On his merry Christmas way

Reprise
Father Christmas
Father Christmas
He’s the greatest man in the whole wide world
In the whole wide world and he knows it
Every Christmas
Father Christmas
Puts a great big sack
On his dear old back
‘Cause he loves us all
And he shows it
And he goes for a sleighride
In the snow and he may ride all night
And that’s all right
In the morning
Christmas morning
If you lift your eyes
There’s a big surprise
Underneath the tree
It’s a gift from Father Christmas
From Father Christmas
That’s how Christmas will appear