When I was high upon the mountain God revealed the truths of the Earth but he never mentioned a fat ass Papa Smurf It takes nine reindeers to haul your fat ass You took the Christ outta Christmas and just added more mass  You need to stop breaking into houses and creeping and peeping on naughty kids while they sleeping and keep your hands off my stocking Don't you ho-ho me I'll split your ass in half like I did the Red Sea You ain't a saint you a slaver like a Pharaoh in the snow stop with the unpaid labor and let my little people go