I wake up so Pissed off I walk down the street with my shotgun I've got my slaybells ringing So they can here comin when they open up there window or would be open op the door Bring a red target say comin in the sight as i walked down the street i'm just looking for a fight I'm not find a many after just a couple minuts so i stole christmas candles at each an every door i start to preach and sing a merry christmas and my eyes turn red and i want em dead i dont no why bam i liked bahumbug i lost my mind, on this deadly night i see the star right up in the sky its fucking risk not why im possessed I'm gonna go to fucking kill i'm gonna fucking kill you heads snap, i wake up and my house is full of dead bodies i got blood on my lips, blood on my chest, blood on my hands and blood on my dick Its not the first time that this ever happend i can still remember all the bitch slappin i start cuttin up all the evidence wrapped em like presents and put them under my tree i keep this one hand near the mistletoe so i feel special and i can get a kiss on christmas day, that is the day i start to pretend but this is my day i got my house full of relatives of all the peoples relatives but none of my relatives Hey whats up? how your doing? long time no fucking see