Getting nothing for Christmas is a lovely curse to perform on the unexpecting. Try it when you’re losing an argument. They’ll recoil as if you had licked them. Hee hee.
Evil Blizzard tubular bells chants (I Hope You Get) “Nothing for Christmas” between psychedelic guitar bridges. Haunting.
Slim Jxmmi raises the rap with the retort to the less-than-perfect girlfriend: Yo’ Bad Ass ain’t Gettin’ “Nothing for Christmas.” Party that parting.