Billy Creepshow - Ho-Ho-Homicide

It's a silent night, so wake the fuck up
Santa didn't bring my 13 sluts
There's going to be Hell to pay
I'll run his fat ass over with his own sleigh
Decorations of green and red
To cover his corpse when he's dead
Hey Santa Claus here's a present from me
All seven rounds of .45 ACP
Fuck the fat man he can go to Hell
Fuck the police I'm not going to jail
All I want under my tree this year is
Ho-Ho-Homicide
Ho-Ho-Homicide
Hey Santa roast these nuts
Gonna feel good ripping through your guts
That KA-BAR you brought me last year
Is now cleaning out all your reindeer
Mrs. Claus is on my naughty list
My mom you never should have kissed
Merry Christmas and all a good night
Santa's gonna sleep real fucking tight
Fuck the fat man he can go to Hell
Fuck the police I'm not going to jail
All I want under my tree this year is
Ho-Ho-Homicide
Ho-Ho-Homicide
Fuck the fat man he can go to Hell
Fuck the police I'm not going to jail
All I want under my tree this year is
Ho-Ho-Homicide
Ho-Ho-Homicide

Written by:
Billy Whitaker

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