The only communist Christmas lyric video you’ll need to watch this bah-humbug season, Lauryn Hill‘s return to freedom and -isms, a 5-0 dash-cam reappropriated for verse dispatches and flying tennis ball woes underscore another clever week in the power of lyric and video. Rackets up!

Lauryn Hill – ‘Consumerism

Hill’s pre-jail -isms blast gets another shot at relevancy here with a socio-political montage of police brutality, city skylines, rainbow psychedelics, war, the homeless, etc. Whether or not it makes any sense, is an afterthought, with this perfectly simple onslaught of sentiment and visual fury:

"Consumerism"

Henrik Dorsin med Gävle Symfoniorkester – ‘Tomten är Kommunist’

From what little we know about this Swedish comedian, there’s something magical about the way this foreboding beardo image clad in lighthearted Santa headwear combines with a tale about communism and the veritable jolly man in a red suit’s yearly list, making it the only Christmas lyric video you’ll ever need to see, we swear:

"Tomten är Kommunist"

Mayer Hawthorne – ‘Crime‘ feat. Kendrick Lamar

The white-bread soulist’s Kendrick assist on Where Does This Door Go gets the po-po dash-cam treatment, which is much more chocolate buttery nipple smooth than the track itself, a cheesy party anthem with a passive-aggressive backbone. There should be a show that solely subs in lyrics for police dispatches:

"Crime"

Kristian Bush – ‘House on a Beach

Sugarland country heart waxes beach poetics measured in equal portions real estate as it is in love, oddly, but the black and white treatment of sand lyrics appearing in the wind makes it all tolerable, should you feel like thinking about some sunsets ’n’ twang:

"House on a Beach"

Best Coast – ‘This Lonely Morning

Though wrought with a Wes Anderson filter and an obnoxious #BestCoast watermark, all things spirit of the pop-punk duo shine here, what with Bethany Cosentino’s Joni Mitchell varsity threads and Bobb Bruno’s goofy-gut antics pulling the song’s depressions out for a volley, lyrics cleverly scrawled on dozens of tennis balls:

"This Lonely Morning"