Piggybacking off that last song, i took the peeking at Santa trope and folded in my pet theories about time-traveling/space-bending ’round the world dimension tripping. THAT’s how he does it, you know.
I Saw Santa (And I’ll Never be the Same)
It started when Garth told me no--There ain't no Santa Claus. So I said that's brag'docio-- Just hold now your applause. I'll get the proof tonight, you dog--And bet you all my dough. T'show y'all from my cold Yule log... Autograph or photo? [chorus] Santa Claus, Kris Kringle I'll show 'em all Per Noel, Old Fellow Now heed my call I'd lain in wait for most the night--And not one mouse stirring. But then... the most amazing sight! Though my eyes were blurring. A thrilling sound as if sonic--The temp'rature went white. Totally not being ironic--But not sure what to write. [chorus] Santa Claus, Kris Kringle I'll show 'em all Per Noel, Old Fellow I'm in your thrall Straight on he's everywhere at once--sideways a vast rainbow. My mind can't conceive this affront--Not to senses or brow. It must be how he does't all now--I guess I've been a fool To trap him trideimensionally... I see string theory loops.... [chorus] Santa Claus, Kris Kringle I'll show 'em all Per Noel, Old Fellow I feel so small
Kudos if you picked up on the Firesign Theater allusion. The forced meter, i think, helps the synesthesia. Prog rock, perhaps? (Been listening to Alan Parsons Project, haven’t it?)