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 I killed Santa claus, I killed Santa claus

   I killed the "jolly" fat man.

    Vixen and blitzen and all his reindeer, brining in a pan.

    Santa's chokin, deer are soakin. Cant wait to have me a bite.

    Forget your stockings, ain't nothin there, cause Santa aint comin tonight.

   I killed Santa claus, I killed Santa claus

   I killed the greedy fat troll.

    That fat bastard with all those presents and all I get is coal. 

    Rage was seething, angry feeling, only meant to give him a fright.

 Forget your stockings, ain't nothing there, Cause santa claus died tonight.