I hear those jingle bells,
they're loud as hell,
On my roof, i really hope he fell
That should teach that b______ not to stray.

I'll let his chestnuts roast,
his a__ is toast,
if he picks my chimney as his way
of breaking in on christmas day

Down with the fat man's flaming red suit.
Sleeping with my shotgun, i just might shoot.
Cris Cringle, in both of his sacks.
Santa's never coming back.

I hear those ho ho ho's
he has to go.
St nick's____ an all time low.
I'll feed him to his reindeer arms and all.

I'll chloroform that guy,
and make him cry
better watch out, i'm telling YOU why,
i'll take his a__ to town and deck his b____.

Down with the fat man's flaming red suit.
Sleeping with my shotgun, i just might shoot.
Cris Cringle, in both of his sacks.
Santa's never coming back.

You're just a fiesty brat,
i'm not that bad,
Such an angsty, violent lad.
I'll keep you off my dreaded naughty list.

Unlock your doors tonight,
There's a surprise,
coming once the day is bright,
I'll leave you what your heart just can't resist

I guess i'll let the fat man bring me the loot.
Eat my cookies, i don't give a hoot.
I'll even leave some milk off to the side.
Santa's not such an awful guy.

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