It can only be Christmas
When the sane start acting funny
Going nuts for Christmas’s sake
And spending too much money
Even the levelheaded slip
And fall at the Christmas season
Swept along with the throng
Losing all sense of reason
Why does it always happen?
Why does madness always descend?
It seems that the less people have
The more they want to spend
So desperate not to miss out
And to have their share of festive cheer
They have a very happy Christmas
And pay the price all the coming year
