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