If I Was Santa Claus Lyrics
| Song | If I Was Santa Claus |
| Artist | Atmosphere |
| Album | Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere EP's |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Slug | |
| If I was a rich man | |
| I'd buy you some shoes | |
| Tall boots for all the dirt you walk through | |
| What would that do? | |
| Enable you to deal | |
| Without schooling you on how to touch what's real | |
| And if I was a smart man | |
| I'd tell you everything that I knew | |
| And give it to you every time you need a talking to | |
| But what would that do? | |
| Teach you my guidelines | |
| So you can be a cheerleader at your game on the sidelines | |
| And if I was a driver | |
| I'd keep my headlights on | |
| To see the difference between right and wrong | |
| I'd wear my seatbelt even when I'm in park | |
| Cause I don't trust the other fools that cruise through these parts | |
| And if I was a better cook | |
| I'd hook up a feast | |
| Set a table full of food for the children to eat | |
| I encourage the nourishment so we can breathe | |
| With the knowledge that we got something accomplished | |
| Chorus: | |
| And if I was Santa Claus, I'd fight for the cause | |
| Wouldn't expect nothing in return | |
| I'd give you everything you want, I'd be everything you need | |
| So you can take my hand and I can take the lead | |
| And if I was an honest man | |
| I would stop writing songs | |
| I'd break for a nervous breakdown for breakfast | |
| Tell everyone I knew to stay away from making music | |
| It ain't nothing but a confusing mess (confusing mess) | |
| And if I was you, I wouldn't hear a word I said | |
| Wouldn't trust nothing to start it up inside my head | |
| I'd make a conscious effort to live instead | |
| Of trying to kill the monsters that reside underneath the bed | |
| And if I was a hurt man | |
| I'd find a way to put my faith | |
| Into a woman that could take me from today | |
| Maybe | |
| I need somebody that could save me | |
| From the parts of myself that keep making me crazy | |
| And if I was a wise man | |
| I'd climb to the top of the mountain peak | |
| To think about strength versus weakness | |
| I'd find a point that rests a couple of feet above your head | |
| And figure out how I could try to help you reach it | |
| (Ho ho ho) | |
| And if I did have a choice | |
| I'd never want to live forever | |
| Just let me have a voice so I can make my points | |
| I can't imagine running a race with no finish line | |
| Just let me keep my pace and make to most of my time | |
| I love giving but I'm bad at receiving | |
| The truth is, I'd prefer to be the one bleeding | |
| But I'm a paranoid that stays between play and work | |
| Cautious and aware, 'cause I'm afraid of being hurt | |
| Which brings me to the issue | |
| And that would be this: | |
| How often must I ask myself why I exist? | |
| I feel like a freak, this world is a circus | |
| Just trying to find myself as well as my purpose | |
| Chorus: | |
| And if I was Santa Claus, I'd fight for the cause | |
| Wouldn't expect nothing in return | |
| I'd give you everything you want, I'd be everything you need | |
| And you can take my hand and I can take the lead (2x) | |
| I got nothing but gifts | |
| Keep it up in my wits | |
| Got me drunk on the fifth | |
| And now we're stuck in a ditch | |
| And as dumb as it gets | |
| I'mma run you some fibs (?) | |
| I wanna touch your lips | |
| I wanna rub your hips | |
| Put a glove on the fist | |
| For the love that exists | |
| We'll keep bumping the hits | |
| To get my bucket of chips | |
| From the Bloods and the Crips | |
| To the skateboarding chicks | |
| Put the Atmosphere on your Christmas wishlist (2x) | |
| (Ho ho ho ho) |
| zuo qu : Slug | |
| If I was a rich man | |
| I' d buy you some shoes | |
| Tall boots for all the dirt you walk through | |
| What would that do? | |
| Enable you to deal | |
| Without schooling you on how to touch what' s real | |
| And if I was a smart man | |
| I' d tell you everything that I knew | |
| And give it to you every time you need a talking to | |
| But what would that do? | |
| Teach you my guidelines | |
| So you can be a cheerleader at your game on the sidelines | |
| And if I was a driver | |
| I' d keep my headlights on | |
| To see the difference between right and wrong | |
| I' d wear my seatbelt even when I' m in park | |
| Cause I don' t trust the other fools that cruise through these parts | |
| And if I was a better cook | |
| I' d hook up a feast | |
| Set a table full of food for the children to eat | |
| I encourage the nourishment so we can breathe | |
| With the knowledge that we got something accomplished | |
| Chorus: | |
| And if I was Santa Claus, I' d fight for the cause | |
| Wouldn' t expect nothing in return | |
| I' d give you everything you want, I' d be everything you need | |
| So you can take my hand and I can take the lead | |
| And if I was an honest man | |
| I would stop writing songs | |
| I' d break for a nervous breakdown for breakfast | |
| Tell everyone I knew to stay away from making music | |
| It ain' t nothing but a confusing mess confusing mess | |
| And if I was you, I wouldn' t hear a word I said | |
| Wouldn' t trust nothing to start it up inside my head | |
| I' d make a conscious effort to live instead | |
| Of trying to kill the monsters that reside underneath the bed | |
| And if I was a hurt man | |
| I' d find a way to put my faith | |
| Into a woman that could take me from today | |
| Maybe | |
| I need somebody that could save me | |
| From the parts of myself that keep making me crazy | |
| And if I was a wise man | |
| I' d climb to the top of the mountain peak | |
| To think about strength versus weakness | |
| I' d find a point that rests a couple of feet above your head | |
| And figure out how I could try to help you reach it | |
| Ho ho ho | |
| And if I did have a choice | |
| I' d never want to live forever | |
| Just let me have a voice so I can make my points | |
| I can' t imagine running a race with no finish line | |
| Just let me keep my pace and make to most of my time | |
| I love giving but I' m bad at receiving | |
| The truth is, I' d prefer to be the one bleeding | |
| But I' m a paranoid that stays between play and work | |
| Cautious and aware, ' cause I' m afraid of being hurt | |
| Which brings me to the issue | |
| And that would be this: | |
| How often must I ask myself why I exist? | |
| I feel like a freak, this world is a circus | |
| Just trying to find myself as well as my purpose | |
| Chorus: | |
| And if I was Santa Claus, I' d fight for the cause | |
| Wouldn' t expect nothing in return | |
| I' d give you everything you want, I' d be everything you need | |
| And you can take my hand and I can take the lead 2x | |
| I got nothing but gifts | |
| Keep it up in my wits | |
| Got me drunk on the fifth | |
| And now we' re stuck in a ditch | |
| And as dumb as it gets | |
| I' mma run you some fibs ? | |
| I wanna touch your lips | |
| I wanna rub your hips | |
| Put a glove on the fist | |
| For the love that exists | |
| We' ll keep bumping the hits | |
| To get my bucket of chips | |
| From the Bloods and the Crips | |
| To the skateboarding chicks | |
| Put the Atmosphere on your Christmas wishlist 2x | |
| Ho ho ho ho |
| zuò qǔ : Slug | |
| If I was a rich man | |
| I' d buy you some shoes | |
| Tall boots for all the dirt you walk through | |
| What would that do? | |
| Enable you to deal | |
| Without schooling you on how to touch what' s real | |
| And if I was a smart man | |
| I' d tell you everything that I knew | |
| And give it to you every time you need a talking to | |
| But what would that do? | |
| Teach you my guidelines | |
| So you can be a cheerleader at your game on the sidelines | |
| And if I was a driver | |
| I' d keep my headlights on | |
| To see the difference between right and wrong | |
| I' d wear my seatbelt even when I' m in park | |
| Cause I don' t trust the other fools that cruise through these parts | |
| And if I was a better cook | |
| I' d hook up a feast | |
| Set a table full of food for the children to eat | |
| I encourage the nourishment so we can breathe | |
| With the knowledge that we got something accomplished | |
| Chorus: | |
| And if I was Santa Claus, I' d fight for the cause | |
| Wouldn' t expect nothing in return | |
| I' d give you everything you want, I' d be everything you need | |
| So you can take my hand and I can take the lead | |
| And if I was an honest man | |
| I would stop writing songs | |
| I' d break for a nervous breakdown for breakfast | |
| Tell everyone I knew to stay away from making music | |
| It ain' t nothing but a confusing mess confusing mess | |
| And if I was you, I wouldn' t hear a word I said | |
| Wouldn' t trust nothing to start it up inside my head | |
| I' d make a conscious effort to live instead | |
| Of trying to kill the monsters that reside underneath the bed | |
| And if I was a hurt man | |
| I' d find a way to put my faith | |
| Into a woman that could take me from today | |
| Maybe | |
| I need somebody that could save me | |
| From the parts of myself that keep making me crazy | |
| And if I was a wise man | |
| I' d climb to the top of the mountain peak | |
| To think about strength versus weakness | |
| I' d find a point that rests a couple of feet above your head | |
| And figure out how I could try to help you reach it | |
| Ho ho ho | |
| And if I did have a choice | |
| I' d never want to live forever | |
| Just let me have a voice so I can make my points | |
| I can' t imagine running a race with no finish line | |
| Just let me keep my pace and make to most of my time | |
| I love giving but I' m bad at receiving | |
| The truth is, I' d prefer to be the one bleeding | |
| But I' m a paranoid that stays between play and work | |
| Cautious and aware, ' cause I' m afraid of being hurt | |
| Which brings me to the issue | |
| And that would be this: | |
| How often must I ask myself why I exist? | |
| I feel like a freak, this world is a circus | |
| Just trying to find myself as well as my purpose | |
| Chorus: | |
| And if I was Santa Claus, I' d fight for the cause | |
| Wouldn' t expect nothing in return | |
| I' d give you everything you want, I' d be everything you need | |
| And you can take my hand and I can take the lead 2x | |
| I got nothing but gifts | |
| Keep it up in my wits | |
| Got me drunk on the fifth | |
| And now we' re stuck in a ditch | |
| And as dumb as it gets | |
| I' mma run you some fibs ? | |
| I wanna touch your lips | |
| I wanna rub your hips | |
| Put a glove on the fist | |
| For the love that exists | |
| We' ll keep bumping the hits | |
| To get my bucket of chips | |
| From the Bloods and the Crips | |
| To the skateboarding chicks | |
| Put the Atmosphere on your Christmas wishlist 2x | |
| Ho ho ho ho |
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