FTB

[ominous drone] 
[Spoken word] 

Well my name is Rudolph 
and I've got a story to tell 
We ran her over and 
sent her to hell
It's about a grandma 
 who was in my  way 
 as I was pulling Santa's sleigh. 
She was 5 foot 5 as wide as 
 tall with blue gray hair 
like she just at  a mall. 
We were kind of behind,
We had to stop for a bit 
His Comet had to take a shit.

F.T.B, F.T.B

Over the woods and 
 through the trees 
I only saw her because 
 I heard her sneeze. 
I was moving so fast 
I think my hoof went up her ass 
Cuz something squishy I did feel. 
I shook that shit off like I was a boss 
But unfortunately for me. 

F.T.B.,F.T.B

We were too low and  that  Shit a tree 
 It bounced back heading straight from me. 
I Dodged left and pulled right 
Thinking everything was going to be alright 
Then I heard Santa start to cuss.
I knew he would be pissed at each one of us.

F.T.B, F.T.B

 Dasher! Dancer!  Prancer, Vixen!
Comet!  Cupid!  Donder and Blitzen!
Too many times I've let it slide 
When y'all just shit in my eye.
No more will I just sit idly by.
Y'all pissed me off for the last time.
 
The rains pulled back as 
 Santa started his attack.
A machete did he swing. 
Vixen was first to lose an ear 
Santa reached back in his bag 
He had a fully loaded 
 gun and an extra mag 

As the bullets flew we knew we were through 
There was nothing else we could do 
As my red nose went out I let out a shout 
For someone to help us out.
Next thing I knew Santa had a fire and we were all reindeer stew. 
 
So they asked me 
if I was sorry about 
running grandma over. 
I said she was in my way 
 I didn't have time to play 
It pissed off Santa so 
 bad he decided to slay. 
So the moral of the story and I suppose there is 
Never shit in  Santa's face he'll get pissed

Beeeep ,That , Bitch
Beeeep, That , Bitch!!!
 


 

 

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