This Christmas
My wishlist
Isn’t so much about the gettin
But the hope that I can give
Saint Nicholas
A gift that
Let’s him know how much we love him
If in fact he ever really even lived
Santa Claus, you are magic, but you also maybe weren’t real
And you slapped that guy
Who maybe shit himself to death, look it up
We didn’t cover it
But he allegedly shit himself to death
Here’s a drawing
Santa Claus!
You saved the pickle boys
And did a bunch of other stuff
And now you’re bones
But even bones deserve some love
So here’s a song
From me to you
Santa Claus
You… you look like you want to sing?
Do you want to sing?
Thanks Professor for that sweet, sweet song
I was a real sourpuss but now I see that I’m wrong
The holiday season’s not the time for holding grudges
It’s a time for giving gifts and eatin cheese and tasty fudges
I’m ol’ Saint Nick and I’m here to say
I used to be a bishop but I’m bones today
Every year I bring joys and toys to kids
But frankly there’s lots of other things I did
Saint Nicholas saved the pickle boys
Ain’t ya heard? I saved the pickle boys
Sounds absurd n far fetched but you sure as shit can bet
That Saint Nicholas saved the pickle boys
Now what’d I do?
You save the pickle boys
The pickle who?
The pickle boys?
Who killed the butcher too?
Wait did you kill that butcher?
Ladies and gentlemen- recently barreled by a psychotic butcher
But resurrected by the clown prince of Christmas aka ME
PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER FOR
THE PICKLE BOYYYYYS
My wishlist
Isn’t so much about the gettin
But the hope that I can give
Saint Nicholas
A gift that
Let’s him know how much we love him
If in fact he ever really even lived
Santa Claus, you are magic, but you also maybe weren’t real
And you slapped that guy
Who maybe shit himself to death, look it up
We didn’t cover it
But he allegedly shit himself to death
Here’s a drawing
Santa Claus!
You saved the pickle boys
And did a bunch of other stuff
And now you’re bones
But even bones deserve some love
So here’s a song
From me to you
Santa Claus
You… you look like you want to sing?
Do you want to sing?
Thanks Professor for that sweet, sweet song
I was a real sourpuss but now I see that I’m wrong
The holiday season’s not the time for holding grudges
It’s a time for giving gifts and eatin cheese and tasty fudges
I’m ol’ Saint Nick and I’m here to say
I used to be a bishop but I’m bones today
Every year I bring joys and toys to kids
But frankly there’s lots of other things I did
Saint Nicholas saved the pickle boys
Ain’t ya heard? I saved the pickle boys
Sounds absurd n far fetched but you sure as shit can bet
That Saint Nicholas saved the pickle boys
Now what’d I do?
You save the pickle boys
The pickle who?
The pickle boys?
Who killed the butcher too?
Wait did you kill that butcher?
Ladies and gentlemen- recently barreled by a psychotic butcher
But resurrected by the clown prince of Christmas aka ME
PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER FOR
THE PICKLE BOYYYYYS
( Shane Madej )
www.ChordsAZ.com