Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

Contributed by Tree Humper

His nuts roasting on an open fire Someone’s fireplace was lit. Santa’s in pain so he’ll have to refrain From delivering all his gifts tonight.

We know that Santa’s going home From high o’erhead we can hear his groans. Take your gun out of the rack and take aim In the hope that we can end poor Santa’s pain. Darn we missed!

We know that Santa’s really pissed off now What’s that dropping from his sleigh? It looks like a bomb, oh no it’s napalm Oh well fuck ‘m if he can’t take a joke.