Fourteen feet tall, and gla** and pale, and covered in soot I don't know who he was or what he was, the question was moot I laid in bed, too scared to speak, and watched him watch me There was no sound but the crickets outside and the leaves in the breeze, oh He lit a cigarette and said, "Your chimney's a b**h." I said, "Are you old Santa Claus?" And he said, "You wish, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" That's when the party started as far as I know I grabbed a hold of it and never let go And if I saw it well then maybe it's so Oh, whoa... Later that year, I swear to god, it happened again, oh I was out camping with my baby and a couple of friends, oh As we all fell asleep I know I saw a light in the east, oh Spinning around and changing colors with a weird humming sound, oh As it came close I felt my sleeping bag rise from the ground, oh When we woke up I was yards from the fire Eyes swollen shut, and buried to my waist That's when the party started as far as I know I grabbed a hold of it and never let go And if I saw it well then maybe it's so Oh, whoa... I know, I know, I know, I know I saw him again, oh I was out walking my dog and he followed me home, oh Fourteen feet fall, a pinstripe suit and the same weird shadow, oh He was outside for several weeks and then he vanished again, oh I really don't know what to think after twenty-three years, oh The only real thing I ever learned Is maybe it is, if it has so appeared That's when the party started I grabbed a hold of it and And if I saw it well, then Oh, whoa...