Don’t shoot me, Santa (The
Killers)
Oh, Santa
I've been waiting on you
That's funny kid
Because I've been coming for you
I've been waiting on you
That's funny kid
Because I've been coming for you
Oh, Santa
I've been killing just for fun
Well, the party is over kid
Because I, because I got a bullet in my gun
A bullet in your what?
I've been killing just for fun
Well, the party is over kid
Because I, because I got a bullet in my gun
A bullet in your what?
Don't shoot me Santa Clause
I've been a clean living boy
I promise you, did every little thing you ask me to
I can't believe the things I'm going through
I've been a clean living boy
I promise you, did every little thing you ask me to
I can't believe the things I'm going through
Don't shoot me Santa Clause
No one else around believes me
But the children on the block they tease me
I couldn't let them off that easy
No one else around believes me
But the children on the block they tease me
I couldn't let them off that easy
Oh, Santa
It's been a real hard year
There just ain't no getting around this
Life is hard but look at me I turned out alright
It's been a real hard year
There just ain't no getting around this
Life is hard but look at me I turned out alright
Hey, Santa
Why don't we talk about it, work it out
Believe me, this ain't what I wanted
I love all you kids, you know that, hell
Why don't we talk about it, work it out
Believe me, this ain't what I wanted
I love all you kids, you know that, hell
I remember when you
were just 10 years old
Playing out in the desert
Just waiting for a sip of that
Sweet Mojave rain
Playing out in the desert
Just waiting for a sip of that
Sweet Mojave rain
In the sweet Mojave
rain
The boy was on his own
The boy was on his own
Chorus
They had it coming, so, why can't you see
I couldn't turn my check no longer
The sun is going down and Christmas is near
Just look the other way and I'll disappear forever
I couldn't turn my check no longer
The sun is going down and Christmas is near
Just look the other way and I'll disappear forever
Don't shoot me Santa
Clause
No one else around believes me
But the children on the street they tease me
I couldn't let them off that easy
No one else around believes me
But the children on the street they tease me
I couldn't let them off that easy
Believe me Santa, Santa
No me dispares, Santa (The Killers)
Oh, Santa
Te he estado esperando
Es gracioso, niño
Porque he venido por ti
Oh, Santa
He estado matando solo por diversión
Bueno, se acabó la fiesta, niño
Porque yo, porque yo tengo una bala en mi pistola
¿Una bala en tu qué?
No me dispares, Santa Claus
He sido un niño con una vida
decente
Te prometo que hice todas las
cosas que me pediste
No puedo creer las cosas que
estoy pasando
No me dispares, Santa Claus
Nadie más me cree
Pero los niños de la manzana se
burlan de mí
No les podía dejar irse de
rositas
Oh, Santa
Ha sido un año realmente duro
No hay manera de evitar esto
La vida es dura, pero mírame, yo salí bien
Hey, Santa
Por qué no hablamos de ello, lo resolvemos
Créeme, esto no es lo que yo quería
Os quiero a todos los niños, ya lo sabes
Recuerdo cuando sólo tenías 10 años
Jugando en el desierto
Esperando un sorbito de esa
Dulce lluvia Mojave
En la dulce lluvia Mojave
El niño estaba a solas
Estribillo
Se lo merecían, así que ¿por qué no lo ves?
No podía seguir poniendo la otra mejilla
El sol se está poniendo y la Navidad está cerca
Simplemente mira para otro lado y desapareceré para siempre
No me dispares, Santa Claus
Nadie más me cree
Pero los niños de la manzana se burlan de mí
No les podía dejar irse de rositas
Créeme, Santa, Santa
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