Artist/Band: 
Weird Al Yankovic 
Lyrics for Song: The Night Santa Went Crazy (Extra Gory Version) 
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Weird Al Yankovic
  
               
  19654>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, 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 was covered with ammo
 Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
 And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye,
 "Merry Christmas to all... now you're all gonna die!"
  The night Santa went crazy
 The night St. Nick went insane
 Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
 Something finally must have snapped in his brain
  Well, the workshop is gone now he decided to bomb it
 Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
 And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
 And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage
 He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
 And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddie Krueger
 And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbequed Blitzen
 And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"
  The night Santa went crazy
 The night Kris Kringle went nuts
 Now you can hardly walk around the North Pole
 Without steppin' in reindeer guts
  There's the National Guard and the FBI
 There's a van from the Eyewitness News
 And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky
 And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'
 And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?
 My my my my my my
 You used to be such a jolly guy
  Yes, Virginia, now Santa Claus is dead
 Some guys from the swat team blew a hole in his head
 Yes little friend now, that's his brains on the floor
 I guess I won't have the fat guy to kick around any more
 But now there's no more presents for the children's enjoyment
 And the elves got to stand in line to file for unemployment
 And they say Mrs. Claus, she's on the phone every night
 With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights
  They're talkin' 'bout - the night Santa went crazy
 The night St. Nicholas flipped
 Broke his back for some milk and cookies
 Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped
  Woho, the night Santa went crazy
 The night St. Nick went insane
 Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
 Something finally must have snapped in his brain
  Woho, something finally must have snapped in his brain
 Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain
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