• on the first day of chrismas my true pain gave to me, a concusion and the aids.
    on the second day of christmas my true pain gave to me, two baby pests,and a concusion and the aids.
    da da da da, da da da da, look at the bells, look at the bells, holy crap here comes jesus, and he doesnt look to happy, hes got a bazooka, and his heads on fire.
    jingle bells shotmans bells, santa clause is dead, he tried to steal my lollipop so i shot him in the head. crashing through the snow, in a one horse open sleigh, or the fields we go, screaming all the way. the snow is turning red, i think i might be dead, i woke up in the horpital with stiches in my head