Meatwad: Hey look everybody, its anti-records recording artist Neko Case
Neko Case: Hey Meatwad
Meatwad: Yea hey, what you doin' in my house girl?
Neko Case: Well you invited me, were friends Meatwad, remember?
Meatwad: Oh, yea right, yea I know, you aint' no cop are ya? Cause' you supposed to say if you is
Neko Case: No I'm not a cop
Meatwad: Oh good, Neko I'm glad you're here, lets you and me sing a song about the best Christmas gift of all, the one that comes from deep within... from the nose region, specifically
Santa left a booger in my stocking, Santa left a smear of Christmas cheer, St. Nick swiped and wiped, and left me something right, I knew I'd been a good boy this year
Neko Case: Meatwad someone left a booger in your stocking, but I don't think that they meant it as a gift; I really think the issue was they couldn't find a tissue and they used your stocking as a handkerchief
Meatwad: No it was Santa who left a booger in my stocking, Neko case, and he made sure it was Christmas red and green, he took his mitten off and shoved his finger up the booger trough and brought a gift down his nose chimney
Neko Case: Meatwad you leave boogers everywhere, under table tops and chairs, you left Santa some snacks, three boogers and earwax, you strung boogers round the tree with bows on boogers underneath and on the back door, by the porch you left a booger wreath
Meatwad: Wait, are you saying I might have left a booger in my own stocking? Well Neko Case that just don't make no sense, every time I pick a winner, I make that winner dinner, and I digest all the evidence, no it was Santa Clause left a booger in my stocking
Neko Case: Stop, guys just stop, stop
Meatwad: and he blows his nose...what, what happened?
Neko Case: It's not Santa's booger Meatwad
Meatwad: What?
Neko Case: I'm sorry buddy; it's not Santa's booger
Meatwad: Well shoot Neko I, I know that
Neko Case: You do?
Meatwad: Yea, Santa don't make his own boogers, it's an elf booger, see in his workshop, up in the North Pole, they grow boogers in the elf noses, Santa just picks 'em and distributes, he's a middleman, I just didn't want to complicate things for the listener, I, I know how the operation works so, so we good, you do the song the way, the way I wrote it
Neko Case: Okay, Santa left a booger in your stocking
Meatwad: I'm glad that we can finally agree, he shoved his finger in his nose, and pulled out a nugget of gold, for me to complete my snotativity
Neko and Meatwad: Santa must have had a cold 'cause he blew out 24 karat gold, for me to complete my snotativity
Meatwad: Alright, so you want you some eggnog Neko?
Neko Case: Is that nutmeg?
Meatwad: ah, nosemeg... boogies
Neko Case: Thank you, No
Neko Case: Hey Meatwad
Meatwad: Yea hey, what you doin' in my house girl?
Neko Case: Well you invited me, were friends Meatwad, remember?
Meatwad: Oh, yea right, yea I know, you aint' no cop are ya? Cause' you supposed to say if you is
Neko Case: No I'm not a cop
Meatwad: Oh good, Neko I'm glad you're here, lets you and me sing a song about the best Christmas gift of all, the one that comes from deep within... from the nose region, specifically
Santa left a booger in my stocking, Santa left a smear of Christmas cheer, St. Nick swiped and wiped, and left me something right, I knew I'd been a good boy this year
Neko Case: Meatwad someone left a booger in your stocking, but I don't think that they meant it as a gift; I really think the issue was they couldn't find a tissue and they used your stocking as a handkerchief
Meatwad: No it was Santa who left a booger in my stocking, Neko case, and he made sure it was Christmas red and green, he took his mitten off and shoved his finger up the booger trough and brought a gift down his nose chimney
Neko Case: Meatwad you leave boogers everywhere, under table tops and chairs, you left Santa some snacks, three boogers and earwax, you strung boogers round the tree with bows on boogers underneath and on the back door, by the porch you left a booger wreath
Meatwad: Wait, are you saying I might have left a booger in my own stocking? Well Neko Case that just don't make no sense, every time I pick a winner, I make that winner dinner, and I digest all the evidence, no it was Santa Clause left a booger in my stocking
Neko Case: Stop, guys just stop, stop
Meatwad: and he blows his nose...what, what happened?
Neko Case: It's not Santa's booger Meatwad
Meatwad: What?
Neko Case: I'm sorry buddy; it's not Santa's booger
Meatwad: Well shoot Neko I, I know that
Neko Case: You do?
Meatwad: Yea, Santa don't make his own boogers, it's an elf booger, see in his workshop, up in the North Pole, they grow boogers in the elf noses, Santa just picks 'em and distributes, he's a middleman, I just didn't want to complicate things for the listener, I, I know how the operation works so, so we good, you do the song the way, the way I wrote it
Neko Case: Okay, Santa left a booger in your stocking
Meatwad: I'm glad that we can finally agree, he shoved his finger in his nose, and pulled out a nugget of gold, for me to complete my snotativity
Neko and Meatwad: Santa must have had a cold 'cause he blew out 24 karat gold, for me to complete my snotativity
Meatwad: Alright, so you want you some eggnog Neko?
Neko Case: Is that nutmeg?
Meatwad: ah, nosemeg... boogies
Neko Case: Thank you, No