A Green Christmas, a naughty Christmas story for you.
Because you don't believe in Santa Claus
Or eight flying reindeer
They're just like magic beans or coal in your stockings
Somewhere in Jerusalem, angels are flying
Roll over Beethoven, Jesus is crying
Just around Christmas time, he sings a song
Of a happy Hanukkah, and a happy new year
It will be a green Christmas without you
Mean streets in the ghetto.
No Mr. Rogers, no beautiful neighbourhood