Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the home
Not a creature was stirring
Except The Monster and his bro
Bodies were hung and left without care
In hopes that the cops would never get there
The Monster was thinking of wrath while in bed
While E had visions of sin in his head
I'm coming down your chimney and I f*cked up your stockings
I'm at the wrong house this ain't the family I was stalking
Oh well
We're still gonna have fun
My only choice right now is a knife or a gun
But it's quiet as a mouse a 45 wouldn't be right
So I gather up my rope and then I pull out my knife
I'm treading through the living room and halfway through the kitchen
All of a sudden I hear somebody bitching
I stop dead in my tracks because I don't know where it's at
The lights are off it's dark as hell I'll leave right out the back
I'm going towards the doorway but I bump into the tree
And it knocks an ornament right off and it's in front of me
I guess I made my presence known it's time to slasher up this home
I'm heading towards the bedroom then I hear someone let out a moan
Ugh man once again, it's that time of year
I hate the cold I hate the snow I hate the Christmas cheer
The lights illuminate the night to normal folks it's quite a sight
But to me it's just not right the lack of red among the white
But it's not a secret I'm on the naughty list
Cutting people up tonight that's my Christmas gift
As by chance they both stumbled across the same wary victim
They broke into battle almost like a system
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Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the home
Not a creature was stirring
Except The Monster and his bro
Bodies were hung and left without care
In hopes that the cops would never get there
The Monster was thinking of wrath while in bed
While E had visions of sin in his head
I'm coming down your chimney and I f*cked up your stockings
I'm at the wrong house this ain't the family I was stalking
Oh well
We're still gonna have fun
My only choice right now is a knife or a gun
But it's quiet as a mouse a 45 wouldn't be right
So I gather up my rope and then I pull out my knife
I'm treading through the living room and halfway through the kitchen
All of a sudden I hear somebody bitching
I stop dead in my tracks because I don't know where it's at
The lights are off it's dark as hell I'll leave right out the back
I'm going towards the doorway but I bump into the tree
And it knocks an ornament right off and it's in front of me
I guess I made my presence known it's time to slasher up this home
I'm heading towards the bedroom then I hear someone let out a moan
Ugh man once again, it's that time of year
I hate the cold I hate the snow I hate the Christmas cheer
The lights illuminate the night to normal folks it's quite a sight
But to me it's just not right the lack of red among the white
But it's not a secret I'm on the naughty list
Cutting people up tonight that's my Christmas gift
As by chance they both stumbled across the same wary victim
They broke into battle almost like a system
And all through the home
Not a creature was stirring
Except The Monster and his bro
Bodies were hung and left without care
In hopes that the cops would never get there
The Monster was thinking of wrath while in bed
While E had visions of sin in his head
I'm coming down your chimney and I f*cked up your stockings
I'm at the wrong house this ain't the family I was stalking
Oh well
We're still gonna have fun
My only choice right now is a knife or a gun
But it's quiet as a mouse a 45 wouldn't be right
So I gather up my rope and then I pull out my knife
I'm treading through the living room and halfway through the kitchen
All of a sudden I hear somebody bitching
I stop dead in my tracks because I don't know where it's at
The lights are off it's dark as hell I'll leave right out the back
I'm going towards the doorway but I bump into the tree
And it knocks an ornament right off and it's in front of me
I guess I made my presence known it's time to slasher up this home
I'm heading towards the bedroom then I hear someone let out a moan
Ugh man once again, it's that time of year
I hate the cold I hate the snow I hate the Christmas cheer
The lights illuminate the night to normal folks it's quite a sight
But to me it's just not right the lack of red among the white
But it's not a secret I'm on the naughty list
Cutting people up tonight that's my Christmas gift
As by chance they both stumbled across the same wary victim
They broke into battle almost like a system
Writer: Shawn Miller, Taylor Miller
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