December 23, 2004
...AND THUS, THE TITLE OF THIS BLOG
I've gotten into the Christmas spirit again.
Welllll... it's SORTA like the Christmas spirit, except slightly more evil and depraved.
By which I mean I've debased yet another fine Christmas carol in the extended entry - "Here Comes Santa Claus".
The pure of heart will probably want to pretend this one never happened.
Either way, here's a midi so you can sing along (courtesy of HamieNet.com)
(Oh, and good luck finding pictures for THIS one, Ogre)
HERE COMES SANTA CLAUS
(Originally inflicted on the world by Autry - Haldeman)
Here comes Santa Claus,
Murderous Santa Claus,
Looking to kill again.
Vixen, Blitzen, all his reindeer
Strangled with their reins.
Bullets streaming, children screaming,
Napalm merry and bright.
Can't run, can't hide, you're gonna be fried,
'Cause Santa Claus kills tonight.
Here comes Santa Claus,
Butchering Santa Claus,
Strafing down Santa Claus Lane.
He's got a bag that's filled with toys
To teach you the meaning of pain.
Hands on throats, he'll choke and strangle,
Dealing death left and right.
Kill you dead, smashing in your head,
'Cause Santa Claus kills tonight.
Here comes Santa Claus,
Blood-soaked Santa Claus,
Burning down Santa Claus Lane.
He doesn't care if you're a rich or poor boy,
'Cause corpses all look the same.
Santa knows 'bout cuttin' up children,
Eviscerating them right.
Fill the air with screams of fear,
'Cause Santa Claus kills tonight.
Well, here comes Santa Claus,
Slaughtering Santa Claus,
Blowing up Santa Claus Lane.
He'll HO! HO! HO! as the shots ring out
And innocents mourn again.
Peaceful death will come to all
There's no escaping the fright
Forsaken by the Lord above,
'Cause Santa Claus kills tonight.
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Holiday Season getting to you, Harv? ;)
Not the season, just the music. Somewhere around the 50th time I hear a song, alternative lyrics start suggesting themselves. It's a gift :-)
Uh...well... I've got the napalm and strafing covered...
I am so glad that I am at home on dial-up and it is impossible to download and actually listen to that stuff.
*going and putting in another Christmas CD*
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