i'm the kind of guy who can't stand the holidays. so, i drink em all away that's me... i don't decorate no trees, and i won't eat no potato latke's, but, i'll give this old lady's melons a squeeze. that's just who i am... well i'll never spin a dreidel. but, i'll always throw an egg. and i'll charlie horse your leg for laughs... while your singing your holiday tune, i'm acting like the town buffoon, whipping out my big, white, scary moon, and blowing a beef your way... i hate folks who think reindeer are cute, to me they're just something to shoot. i hate love... i hate you... i hate me... well i'm a snowmobile stealing, no "tis the season" feeling kind of guy... this time of year sucks, so i take my nunchucks and make sure every snow man dies. believing in santa's all wrong, and chanukkuha's eight nights to long, i hate love... i hate you... i hate me... i hate love... i hate you... i hate me.