A “Xmas” song by the characters (i.e. writers) of Futurama:
He knows when you are sleeping.
He knows when you’re on the can.
He’ll hunt you down and blast your ass
from here to Pakistan.
You’d better not breathe, You’d better not move.
You’re better off dead, I’m telling you, dude.
Santa Claus is gunning you down!
PS: Desculpem ser em inglês mas não funciona traduzindo…