The Night Santa Went Crazy (Extra Gory Version) - Weird Al Yankovic

Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys

For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys

When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death

Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath

From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo

Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo

And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye,

Dans l'atelier, tous les elfes fabriquaient des jouets

Pour les bonnes filles Gentiles et les bons garçons Gentils

Quand le patron est intervenu, les a presque effrayés à mort

Avait un fusil dans les mains et du whisky bon marché dans sa respiration

De sa barbe à ses bottes, il était couvert de munitions

Comme un gros gros saoul ivre mécontent de Yuletide Rambo

Et il a souri en disant un clin d'?il,