Song game thread (no don't fuckin sing you douche)

Hay!!! Ya.

like this???

YAY FOR TEH PIE!

The Night Santa Went Crazy

Down in the workshop
All the elves were makin' toys
For the good gentile girls
And the good gentile boys
When the boss busted in
And he scared em half to death
Had a shotgun in his hand
Cheap whiskey on his breath
From his beard to his boots
He was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk, disgruntled rambo
He smiled as he said, with a twinkle in his eye
"Merry Christmas to all!
Now you're all gonna DIE!"

Well the workshop is gone now
He decided to bomb it
Everywhere you'll find pieces
Of cupid and comet
He tied up his helpers
And he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolf
For some reindeer sausage!
He got Dancer and Prancer
With an old german luger
And he slashed up Dasher just like freddy kruger
And he picked up a flamethrower
And he barbecued Blitzen
He took a big bite and he said,
"Tastes like chicken!"

The Night Santa went crazy
The Night Chris Cringle went nuts
Tell ya, can't hardly walk around the North Pole
Without stepping in Reindeer guts
Now there's the National Guard, and the FBI
There's a van from the eyewitness news
And helicopters circlin 'round in the sky
Now the bullets are flying, the body count's rising
And everyone's dyin to know, who Santa was!
My, my, my, my, my, my...
Used to be such a jolly guy.

It's Virginia, now Santa's doin time
In a federal prison, for his infamous crime
Hey little friend now, don't you cry no more tears
He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years!
But now Vixen's in therapy
And Donner's still nervous
And the elves all got jobs workin for the postal service
And they say Mrs. Clause is on the phone every night
With a lawyer negotiatin' the Movie rights!
The Night Santa Went Crazy
The Night St. Nicolas flipped
Broke his back for some, milk and cookies
sounds to me like he was tired of gettin jipped
The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he was gettin the wrong deal
Somethin finally must have snapped...
In his brain.

The point was relevancy you fucking retards (gj hydro)

ok lets start over--
It's beginning to look a lot like christmas

The Night Santa Went Crazy

Down in the workshop
All the elves were makin' toys
For the good gentile girls
And the good gentile boys
When the boss busted in
And he scared em half to death
Had a shotgun in his hand
Cheap whiskey on his breath
From his beard to his boots
He was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk, disgruntled rambo
He smiled as he said, with a twinkle in his eye
"Merry Christmas to all!
Now you're all gonna DIE!"

Well the workshop is gone now
He decided to bomb it
Everywhere you'll find pieces
Of cupid and comet
He tied up his helpers
And he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolf
For some reindeer sausage!
He got Dancer and Prancer
With an old german luger
And he slashed up Dasher just like freddy kruger
And he picked up a flamethrower
And he barbecued Blitzen
He took a big bite and he said,
"Tastes like chicken!"

The Night Santa went crazy
The Night Chris Cringle went nuts
Tell ya, can't hardly walk around the North Pole
Without stepping in Reindeer guts
Now there's the National Guard, and the FBI
There's a van from the eyewitness news
And helicopters circlin 'round in the sky
Now the bullets are flying, the body count's rising
And everyone's dyin to know, who Santa was!
My, my, my, my, my, my...
Used to be such a jolly guy.

It's Virginia, now Santa's doin time
In a federal prison, for his infamous crime
Hey little friend now, don't you cry no more tears
He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years!
But now Vixen's in therapy
And Donner's still nervous
And the elves all got jobs workin for the postal service
And they say Mrs. Clause is on the phone every night
With a lawyer negotiatin' the Movie rights!
The Night Santa Went Crazy
The Night St. Nicolas flipped
Broke his back for some, milk and cookies
sounds to me like he was tired of gettin jipped
The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he was gettin the wrong deal
Somethin finally must have snapped...
In his brain.

anticrombie... ur a dumbass... thats not the actual song, i kno, ive heard it over 6 thousand times, memorized every fuckin word in it, and that isnt it. u either recited it off memory or u got it off some shitty lyrics site.

besides that i have nothing to say here

YAY I DID SOMETHING...

not anymore u idiot

Yesterday...

I was.

Asshat.

wewtsez, ive been called an asshat.

ill start over:

down in the workshop

i was feeling this

All the elves were makin' toys
For the good gentile girls
And the good gentile boys
When the boss busted in
And he scared em half to death
Had a shotgun in his hand
Cheap whiskey on his breath
From his beard to his boots
He was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk, disgruntled rambo
He smiled as he said, with a twinkle in his eye
"Merry Christmas to all!
Now you're all gonna DIE!"

Well the workshop is gone now
He decided to bomb it
Everywhere you'll find pieces
Of cupid and comet
He tied up his helpers
And he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolf
For some reindeer sausage!
He got Dancer and Prancer
With an old german luger
And he slashed up Dasher just like freddy kruger
And he picked up a flamethrower
And he barbecued Blitzen
He took a big bite and he said,
"Tastes like chicken!"

The Night Santa went crazy
The Night Chris Cringle went nuts
Tell ya, can't hardly walk around the North Pole
Without stepping in Reindeer guts
Now there's the National Guard, and the FBI
There's a van from the eyewitness news
And helicopters circlin 'round in the sky
Now the bullets are flying, the body count's rising
And everyone's dyin to know, who Santa was!
My, my, my, my, my, my...
Used to be such a jolly guy.

It's Virginia, now Santa's doin time
In a federal prison, for his infamous crime
Hey little friend now, don't you cry no more tears
He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years!
But now Vixen's in therapy
And Donner's still nervous
And the elves all got jobs workin for the postal service
And they say Mrs. Clause is on the phone every night
With a lawyer negotiatin' the Movie rights!
The Night Santa Went Crazy
The Night St. Nicolas flipped
Broke his back for some, milk and cookies
sounds to me like he was tired of gettin jipped
The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he was gettin the wrong deal
Somethin finally must have snapped...
In his brain.

LOL, anti just 1 line this time

new:

nothing ever (ever) happens in this town, feelin low-down, not a lot to do around here. i thought that i would go right out of my mind until a friend told me the news

ok, do you guys fuckin get it? jesus fucking christ...you post the song title. each song title complements the other, creating a story:
Viva las vegas
Rollin'
Great balls of fire
yesterday
etc...you guys are retarted, especially you anticrombie, stop being such a fucking fag