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brings a whole new meaning to the song
Wo, The night Santa went crazyThe night Saint Nick went insaneRealized he`d been gettin` the raw dealSomethin` finally must`ve snapped in his brainWo, Somethin` finally must`ve snapped in his brainTell ya, somethin` finally must`ve snapped in his brain.
There`s the National Guard and the FBIThere`s a man from the Eyewitness NewsIn a helicopter circlin` `round in the skyAnd the bullets are flying the body count`s risingAnd everyone’s dying to know -"Oh Santa, why?"My, my, my, my, my, my - used to be such a jolly guy.
West Virginia, now Santa`s doing timeIn a Federal prison for his infamous crimeHey little friend now, don`t you cry no more tearsHe`ll be out on good behaviour in seven hundred more years.
But now Vixen`s in therapy and Donner`s still nervousAnd the elves all got jobs working for the postal serviceAnd they say Mrs. Claus she`s on the phone every nightWith a lawyer negotiating the movie rights.(They talk about)
The night Santa went crazyThe night Saint Nick went insaneRealized he`d been getting the raw dealSomethin finally must`ve snapped in his brain
Well the workshop is gone now he decided to bomb itEverywhere you`ll find pieces of Cupid and CometAnd he tied up his helpers, and he held the elves hostageAnd he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausageHe got Dancer and Prancer with an old German LugerAnd he slashed up Dasher just like Freddy KruegerAnd he picked up a flamethrower and he barbecued Blitzen