If Jesus was like Santa Claus
And Heaven was a shopping mall
Everyone would come to see Him
The line would wrap around the block
If someone brought a peppermint stick
He would find a way to feed them all with it
If Jesus was like Santa Claus

If Jesus was like Ol' Saint Nick
Brother, I would be on the naughty list
'Cause all the good I try to do
Can't compare to all the bad I did
He would fly far over my house
Christmas morning would be such a let down
If Jesus was like Santa Claus

Every single year, every single year
Oh, it would be the same
Nobody would invite me never ever would invite me to their reindeer games
Oh, under the tree nothing for me
Nothing for me

Every single year, every single year
Oh, it would be the same
Nobody would invite me never ever would invite me to their reindeer games
Oh, under the tree nothing for me
Nothing for me

Jesus ain't like Santa Claus
'Cause even though I break his laws
He takes the bad that I deserve
And nails it up upon the cross
Even the worst of us can take his hand
I'll never see an ounce of cold again
'Cause Jesus ain't like Santa Claus