With all its yuletide joy and cheer
But there’s one thing I'd like to say
Is that I hate Christmas Day

It’s time for everybody to have a Christmas party
Everyone but me I'll step outside
Boycott your office party, no secret Santa for me
Mistletoe makes me sneeze anyway
'Cause I don't wanna go where happy days are snow
I'd rather stay where Frosty melts in the sun
July 4 parade, a Lynchburg Lemonade
An alcohol-a-day by the pool in the sun

Deck the halls with boughs of holly
'Tis the season to be jolly but
I hate Christmas

It’s time for everybody to head out Christmas shopping
Everyone but me I'll stay inside
No presents under your tree that has a nametag from me
And it makes my gifts so easy to hide
I don't wanna go where shopping lines are slow
I'd rather stay at home with a frosty cold one
A bud on ice in May, a lazy summer day
An alcohol-a-day by the pool in the sun

Deck the halls with boughs of holly
'Tis the season to be jolly but
I hate Christmas

It was the night before Christmas and all through the house
All the creatures was chillin’ like Flint drinkin’ stout
I yelled 'shut up ya'll,' but they wouldn't listen
And then he came down with his belly of jello.
He says, "Where the ladies at ‘cause I'm a real jolly fellow"
Then he gave me a wink and was quick out of sight
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a super deeky duper fly night

Deck the halls with boughs of holly
'Tis the season to be jolly but
I hate Christmas

Deck the halls with boughs of holly
'Tis the season to be jolly but
I hate Christmas

‘Cause I hate Christmas
‘Cause I hate Christmas