I'm a Christmas unicorn In a uniform made of gold With a billy goat beard And a sorceror's shield And a mistletoe on my nose
Oh I'm a Christian holiday I'm a symbol of original sin I've a pagan tree and magical wreath And a bowtie on my chin
Oh I'm a pagan heresy I'm a tragic-al Catholic shrine I'm a little bit shy with a lazy eye And a penchant for sublime
Oh I'm a mystical apostasy I'm a horse with a fantasy twist Though I play all night with my magical kite People say I don't exist
For I make no full apology For the category I reside I'm a mythical mess with a treasury chest I'm a construct of your mind
Oh I'm hysterically American I've a credit card on my wrist And I have no home nor field to roam I will curse you with my kiss
Oh I'm a criminal pathology With a history of medical care I'm frantic shopper and a brave pill popper And they say my kind are rare
But I've seen others in the uniform Of a unicorn just like me We are legions wide and we chose no sides We are masters of mystique
For you're a Christmas unicorn I have seen you on the beat You may dress in the human uniform, child But I know you're just like me I'm a Christmas Unicorn! (Find the Christmas Unicorn!) You're a Christmas Unicorn too! It's all right. I love you.
I'm a Christmas Unicorn! (Find the Christmas Unicorn!) You're a Christmas Unicorn too! It's all right. I love you. (repeated)