Bleach

Gold streaks in his white beard orange spots on his red suit Santa's on the beach without the sea No more filthy raindeer no more dingy chimney shoots Teeth white as the northern star it's his epiphany Vacation time for santa is nigh, deep red eyes he's feeling so high Bathing in the Rays of his own hot white heat 'Laxing on the ground he's having fun In the summer sand the snow melts off his feet, light obscures his eyes Santa's won