In Nakatomi Plaza, before Christmas Day
There’s a fancy work Christmas soiree
That’s where John is meeting his wife Holly, who
No longer uses his name
In busts that Hans Gruber who causes a fright
Machine guns all ablaze and an accent so nice
In Nakatomi Plaza is where McClane
Has some terr’rist fighting to do

In Nakatomi Plaza, Johnny hides away
Tries to get the cops to come his way
But the terr’rist scaring, it was all a ruse
Steal some bonds and get away
Then he goes through hunchmen, don’t put up much fight
Bullets fly by his face in the dark of night
On Nakatomi Plaza is where Hans plays
Sets off some explosives at you

Gruber finds out Holly is John’s estranged wife
He forces her to stay and get ol’ John to fight
On Nakatomi Plaza is the best way
To make the whole tower kaboom!

In Nakatomi Plaza, shoot-out underway
Full of bright explosions in L.A.
Walks across those glass shards with no socks or shoes
Man, this guy must be insane!
Jumping off the building, hose tied on so tight
A gun taped to his back, shoots Hans and saves his wife
Off Nakatomi Plaza, Hans falls long way
He saved the day on Christmas
A very Die Hard Christmas,
A very, “Yippi-Ki-Yay Mother-” Christmas to you