Everytime I shake my head   It's like Christmas   Was it coincidence or incidents   That had me wearing white shirts all the time      Every time I shake my head   It's Kris Kringle   And every time I brush my hair   Bells jingle      Itching leads to scratching leads to scalp chunk in my nails   My shampoo fails   My hopes and hairs run down the drain   (what a pain)   It's not meant to be Christmas all the time      It's 93 degrees outside   And it's snowing   I'm Mr. Unsure lacking pride   And it's showing      Shaking heads are flaking   Dead skin on my shoulders   All the older shineheads point and giggle at my plight   (and that aint right)   It's not meant to be Christmas all the time      Call it HARassed or harASSED   I've been embarrassed in the past   And now at last I've given up on reason   (not on rhyme)   It's not meant to be Christmas all the time