Crazy low prices
For this day only
Get ‘em now while supplies last

Hoo-hoo
Yeah, yeah
Ha-ah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh no
Ho, Ho, Ho

Yeah, okay
When the algorithm hits
A list of brand new recommended gifts
A bunch of sh*t I don’t need
But I want it, ironic
I promised to be modest to my wallet

I’m haunted by constant fear mongering
A subtle kind of pressure underlying their marketing
Sparkling under spotlights of niche targeting
Startling, all my dark circles keep darkening

Don’t you love your mama
She deserves the Prada
Dolce & Gabanna
Luxury designеr
Ain’t no doubt about it
Out of body experiencе when I swipe that card
The mind goes dark
This the height of deception
How’d I fly that far
Will I wake up in time
To go and fight that charge
Swept away by the tide
Didn’t fight that hard
Don’t forget to add love
With a holiday card

Some say I’m a grinch
Some say I’m a scrooge
Respectfully I respond with a
F*ck you

So
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be a cog in the Christmas Machine
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be a cog in the Christmas Machine

When the calendar says so
It’s time to switch off our masks for these halos
Only time when it’s fine to be A-hole’s
In the name of getting children their Legos
‘Tis the season to be crazy and rude
When we fight over presents
We don’t care who we bruise

Human beings turn to brutes
Happy holidays
No, Merry Christmas to you
Bada-bing-bada-boom

This the perfect time for the ego to flare
The perfect time to hide behind the false cheer
The perfect time to act like you don’t care
About your life falling apart like most of your hair

The pious ones tell me it’s the time for giving
I’ll give you all this money on my conditions
Give me credit
Stop being lazy
No drugs
Follow my traditions
And when you die
You die a Christian

So
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be a cog in the Christmas Machine
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be a cog in the Christmas Machine
Oh oh oh oh
Ho ho ho ho
Oh oh oh oh
Ho ho ho ho
Oh oh oh oh
Ho ho ho ho
Oh oh oh oh
Ho ho ho ho