November 20 - Santa's Hell

Today Tom and I recorded a Xmas song for WXRT.
It's called "Santa's Hell".
You can hear it here.
The lyrics:

Santa watches your life
He sees when you've been naughty
Bad kids have a bad life
This year you've been naughty


Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho


You'll work 16 hour days
In a factory without ventilation
Making toys in a blaze
Of tears, blood and dehydration
Your timid organtic (sic) parents can't help you
They took the hybrid car and went on vacation
So grab a mallet
Make the toys
And while you're at it make me a yuletide libation


Cuz you're all in hell, you little geniuses
Santa's Hell
Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho


The lyrics were inspired by a moment at the Lincoln Square Costello's on Halloween weekend.
I was exiting and noticed a little boy and his mother entering.
I held the door for them.
The little boy stood in front of the door pouting.
"No! I don't want to!!"
He stomped his feet.
His mother talked to him gently, like she was his lowly assistant.
"But you like hot dogs."
I continued to hold the door for them.
The little boy stomped some more.
"NO! I HATE HOT DOGS!!"
I aborted being nice (a verb the mother might have considered), and walked through the eye of the tantrum.
They were oblivious.
They were oblivious to the world.
I looked around Lincoln Square.
The streets were saturated with hundreds more of these people.

In 2010, kids are king.
This song harkens back to a golden age when children were lucky to have survived birth, punished with hard labor, and subsisted on a diet of mush and gruel.
Enjoy!

Verdict: Win