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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=109725" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Night Santa Went Crazy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down in the workshop all the elves were makin toys<br>For the good gentile girls and the good gentile boys<br>When the boss busted in, nearly scared em half to death<br>Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath<br>From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo<br>Like a big fat drunk disgruntled yuletide rambo<br>And he smiled and said, with a twinkle in his eye,<br>merry christmas to all, now youre all gonna die!<br>The night santa went crazy<br>The night st. nick went insane<br>Realized hed been gettin a raw deal<br>Something finally must have snapped in his brain<br>Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it<br>Everywhere youll find pieces of cupid and comet<br>And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage<br>And he ground up poor rudolph into reindeer sausage<br>He got dancer and prancer with an old german luger<br>And he slashed up dasher just like freddie krueger<br>And he picked up a flamethrower and barbecued blitzen<br>And he took a big bite and said, it tastes just like chicken!<br>The night santa went crazy<br>The night kris kringle went nuts<br>Now you cant hardly walk around the north pole<br>Without steppin in reindeer guts<br>Theres the national guard and the f. b. i.<br>Theres a van from the eyewitness news<br>And helicopters circlin round in the sky<br>And the bullets are flyin, the body counts risin<br>And everyones dyin to know, oh santa, why? <br>My my my my my my<br>You used to be such a jolly guy<br>Yes, virginia, now santas doing time<br>In a federal prison for his infamous crime<br>Hey, little friend, now dont you cry no more tears<br>Hell be out with good behavior in 700 more years<br>But now vixens in therapy and donners still nervous<br>And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service<br>And they say mrs. claus, shes on the phone every night<br>With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights<br>Theyre talkin bout the night santa went crazy<br>The night st. nicholas flipped<br>Broke his back for some milk and cookies<br>Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin gypped<br>Wo, the night santa went crazy<br>The night st. nick went insane<br>Realized hed been gettin a raw deal<br>Something finally must have snapped in his brain<br>Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain<br>Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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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..."></div>
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