Down in the workshop all the elves were making toys
For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys
When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
He had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath
From his beard to his boots, he was covered in 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 Saint Nick went insane
Realized he'd been getting 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 Freddy Kreuger
And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbecued 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
You can't hardly walk a - round 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 guy from the swat team blew a hole through his head
Yes, little friend now, that's his brains on the floor,
I guess they won't have the fat guy kicking around anymore
But now there's no more presents for children's enjoyment
And the Elves have to wait in the line and file for unemployment
And they say Mrs. Clause, she's on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights
They talk about
The night Santa went crazy
The night Saint Nicholas 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 Saint Nick went insane
Realized he'd been getting a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
I tell ya
Something finally must have snapped in his brain