The Night Santa Went Crazy (extra gory version 1) |
Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye, "Merry Christmas to all... now you're all gonna die!" The night Santa went crazy Well, the workshop is gone now he decided to bomb it The night Santa went crazy There's the National Guard and the FBI
But now there's no more presents for the children's enjoyment They're talkin' 'bout - the night Santa went crazy Wo, the night Santa went crazy Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain |
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