Album: Working For The Man

Apocalypso

Santa Claus is drinking beer
Trying not to worry
Hearing things he doesn't want to hear
Cause he's in no hurry to say goodbye

Santa Claus is drinking gin
Trying not to worry
Stops himself from listening in
Cause he's in no hurry
To say goodbye

Apocalypso - its a special kind of dance
Apocalypso - tell me why they're trying to
wipe the smile off Santa's face

White sheets bright lights in the sky
Shining through his window
Santa Claus is wondering why
There's nothing on his radio - it must be time
To say goodbye

Wiping the smile off Santa's face and burning off his beard
Blowing the roof off Santa's place and drying all his tears