Down in the workshop
When the boss busted in,
From his beard to his boots
And he smiled as he said
The night Santa went crazy
Well, the workshop is gone now
And he tied up his helpers
He got Dancer and Prancer
And he picked up a flamethrower
The night Santa went crazy
There's the National Guard and the F.B.I.
And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'
Yes, Virginia, now Santa Claus is dead
Yes, little friend now
Well now there's no more presents
And they say Mrs. Claus
They're talkin' bout--the night Santa went crazy
Wo, the night Santa went crazy
Wo, something finally must have
all the elves were makin' toys
For the good Gentile girls
and the good Gentile boys
nearly scared 'em half to death
Had a rifle in his hands and
cheap whiskey on his breath
he was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk
disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
with a twinkle in his eye
"Merry Christmas to all--
now you're all gonna die!"
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
he decided to bomb it
Everywhere you'll find pieces
of Cupid and Comet
and he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolph
into reindeer sausage
with an old German Luger
And he slashed up Dasher
just like Freddie Krueger
and he barbequed Blitzen
And he took a big bite and said,
"It tastes just like chicken!"
The night Kris Kringle went nuts
Now you can't hardly walk around the North Pole
Without steppin' in reindeer guts
There's a van from the Eyewitness News
and helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky
and everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?
My my my my my my
You used to be such a jolly guy
Some guy from the S.W.A.T. team
blew a hole through his head
He has his brains on the floor
Guess you won't have the fat guy
to kick around anymore
for the children's enjoyment
And the elves gotta stand in line
to file for unemployment
she's on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights
The night St. Nicholas flipped
Broke his back for some milk and cookies
Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
snapped in his brain
Tell ya, something finally must have
snapped... in his brain