12-06-2003, 08:38 AM | #1 (permalink) |
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Post your favorite Christmas song
The further from the mainstream, the better!
The Pause of Mr. Claus words and music by Arlo Guthrie This next song we're going to dedicate to a great American organization. Tonight I'd like to dedicate this to our boys in the FBI. Well, wait a minute. It's hard to be an FBI man. I mean, first of all, being an FBI man, you have to be over 40 years old. And the reason is that it takes at least 25 years with the organization to be that much of a bastard. It's true. You just can't join, you know. It needs an atmosphere where your natural bastardness can grow and develop and take a meaningful shape in today's complex society. But that's not why I want to dedicate the song to the FBI. I mean, the job that they have to do is a drag. I mean, they have to follow people around, you know. That's part of their job. Follow me around. I'm out on the highway and I'm drivin' down the road and I run out of gasoline. I pull over to the side of the road. They gotta pull over too - make believe that they ran out, you know. I go to get some gasoline. They have to figure out whether they should stick with the car or follow me. Suppose I don't come back and they're stayin' with the car. Or if I fly on the airplanes, I could fly half fare because I'm 12 to 22. And they gotta pay the full fare. But the thing is that when you pay the full fare, you have to get on the airplane first, so that they know how many seats are left over for the half fare kids. Right? And sometimes there aren't any seats left over, and sometimes there are, but that doesn't mean that you have to go. Suppose that he gets on and fills up the last seat, so you can't get on. Then he gets off then you can get on. What's he gonna do? Well, it's a drag for him. But that's not why I want to dedicate the song to the FBI. During these hard days and hard weeks, everybody always has it bad once in a while. You know, you have a bad time of it, and you always have a friend who says "Hey man, you ain't got it that bad. Look at that guy." And you at that guy, and he's got it worse than you. And it makes you feel better that there's somebody that's got it worse than you. But think of the last guy. For one minute, think of the last guy. Nobody's got it worse than that guy. Nobody in the whole world. That guy...he's so alone in the world that he doesn't even have a street to lay in for a truck to run him over. He's out there with nothin'. Nothin's happenin' for that cat. And all that he has to do to create a little excitement in his own life is to bum a dime from somewhere, call up the FBI. Say "FBl?", they say "Yes", say "I think Uncle Ho and Chair- man Mao and their friends are comin' over for dinner" (click) Hang up the phone. And within two minutes, and not two minutes from when he hangs up the phone, but two minutes from when he first put the dime in, they got 30,000 feet of tape rollin'; files on tape; pictures, movies, dramas, actions on tape. But then they send out a half a million people all over the entire world, the globe, they find out all they can about this guy. 'Cause there's a number of questions involved in the guy. I mean, if he was the last guy in the world, how'd he get a dime to call the FBI? There are plenty of people that aren't the last guys that can't get dimes. He comes along and he gets a dime. I mean, if he had to bum a dime to call the FBI, how was he gonna serve dinner for all of those people? How could the last guy make dinner for all those people. And if he could make dinner, and was gonna make dinner, then why did he call the FBI? They find out all of those questions within two minutes. And that's a great thing about America. I mean, this is the only country in the world...l mean, well, it's not the only country in the world that could find stuff out in two minutes, but it's the only country in the world that would take two minutes for that guy. Other countries would say "Hey, he's the last guy...screw him", you know? But in America, there is no discrimination, and there is no hypocrisy,'cause they'll get anybody. And that's a wonderful thing about America. And that's why tonight I'd like to dedicate it to every FBI man in the audience. I know you can't say nothin', you know, you can't get up and say "Hi!" cause then everybody knows that you're an FBI man and that's a drag for you and your friends. They're not really your friends, are they? I mean, so you can't get up and say nothin' 'cause other wise, you gotta get sent back to the factory and that's a drag for you and it's an expense for the government, and that's a drag for you. We're gonna sing you this Christmas carol. It's for all you bastards out there in the audience tonight. It's called "The Pause of Mr. Claus". Why do you sit there so strange? Is it because you are beautiful? You must think you are deranged Why do police guys beat on peace guys? You must think Santa Clause weird He has long hair and a beard Giving his presents for free Why do police guys mess with peace guys? Let's get Santa Clause 'cause; Santa Clause has a red suit He's a communist And a beard, and long hair Must be a pacifist What's in the pipe that he's smoking? Mister Clause sneaks in your home at night. He must be a dope fiend, to put you up tight Why do police guys beat on peace guys?
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12-06-2003, 12:27 PM | #3 (permalink) | |
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Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe Help to make the season bright Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow Will find it hard to sleep tonight They know that Santa's on his way He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh And every mother's child is gonna spy To see if reindeer really know how to fly So I'm offering this simple phrase To kids from one to ninety-two Although it's been said many times, many ways Merry Christmas to you So I'm offering this simple phrase To kids from one to ninety-two Although it's been said many times, many ways Merry Christmas Merry Christmas Merry Christmas to you
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12-06-2003, 01:09 PM | #4 (permalink) |
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Chipmunks Christmas
Christmas, Christmas time is near Time for toys and time for cheer We've been good, but we can't last Hurry Christmas, hurry fast Want a plane that loops the loop Me, I want a hula hoop We can hardly stand the wait Please Christmas, don't be late. Want a plane that loops the loop I still want a hula hoop We can hardly stand the wait Please Christmas, don't be late. We can hardly stand the wait Please Christmas, don't be late. http://www.leealumni.homestead.com/christmassong.html
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12-06-2003, 04:08 PM | #5 (permalink) |
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Oh Holy Night...Gives me chills. Martina McBride sings it best in my opinion. She can knock it out there like no other.
And then there is a Christmas song that my Papa wrote that I really like to hear him sing.
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12-06-2003, 04:53 PM | #6 (permalink) |
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SANTA CLAUS IS WIELDING A GUN
(to the tune of "Santa Claus Is Coming to Town") Oh, you better watch out You better not pry You better stay back I'm telling you why Santa Claus is wielding a gun He's making a list And checking it twice Gonna find out who He's gonna ice Santa Claus is wielding a gun Don't give him any trouble He'll blow you right away Don't give him any cause to shoot Or you'll make his Christmas Day Oh, you better believe He's packing a rod No coal in your stocking Just lead in your bod Santa Claus is wielding a gun He doesn't want cookies Or none of that crud He doesn't want milk What he wants is your blood Santa Claus is wielding a gun (Music Bridge, with automatic arms fire) He doesn't trust nobody Shot all his reindeer dead Thought Dancer was a sissy And thought Rudolph was a red Oh, you better watch out You better not pry You better stay back I'm telling you why Santa Claus is wielding a gun
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12-06-2003, 05:21 PM | #7 (permalink) |
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Cub Scout Twelve Days of Christmas
On the first day of Christmas, Akela gave to me, my very own Cub Scout Mess Kit. On the second day of Chrismas, Akela gave to me 2 kerchief slides. ...3 Cub Scout Handbooks ...4 signs of rank ...5 Silver Arrow Points ...6 cups of "Bug Juice" ...7 Sports Belt Loops ...8 Acheivement Pins ...9 Special Patches ...10 camping bug bites ...11 monthly segments On the twelfth day of Christmas, Akela gave to me 12 Boy Scout virtues...
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
12-06-2003, 05:42 PM | #9 (permalink) |
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I like All I Want for Christmas is You sung by Mariah Carey
And O Holy Night is right up there with it (not by Carey though)
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12-08-2003, 01:52 PM | #10 (permalink) |
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The Chanukah Song (II)
Adam Sandler Put on your yarmulke Its time for Chanukah So much funnaka To celebrate Chanukah Chanukah is the festival of lights Instead of one day of presents We get eight crazy nights When you feel like the only kid in town Without a Christmas tree Here's a new list of people who are Jewish Just like you and me Winona Ryder, Drinks Manischewitz wine Then spins a draydle with Ralph Lauren and Calvin Klein Guess who gives and receives Loads of Chanukah toys The girls from Veruca Salt and all three Beastie Boys Lenny Kravitz is half Jewish, Courtney Love is half too Put them together What a funky bad ass Jew We got Harvey Keitel And flash dancer Jennifer Beals Yasmine Bleeth from Baywatch is Jewish And yes her boobs are real Put on your yarmulka Its time for Chanukah 2 time Ocsar winning Dustin Hoffmanaka celebrates Chanukah O.J. Simpson Still not a Jew But guess who is, The guy who does the voice for Scooby Doo Bob Dylan was born a Jew Then he wasn't but now he's back, Mary Tyler Moore's husband is Jewish 'Cause we're pretty good in the sack. Guess who got bar-mitzvahed On the PGA tour No I'm not talking about Tiger Woods I'm talkin' about Mr. Happy Gilmore. So many Jews are in the show biz Bruce Springsteen isn't But my mother thinks he is. Tell that Daryll Lamonaka It's time for Chanukah It's not pronounced Ch-nakah The C is silent in Chanukah So get your hooked on phonica Get drunk in Tijuanaka If you really really wannaka Have a happy happy happy happy Chanukah!
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12-08-2003, 03:28 PM | #11 (permalink) |
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South Park Christmas Classics
"The Most Offensive Song Ever" Don't read this if you're easily offended about religion. Mods, if this in inappropriate I'm sorry. These are the uneditted lyrics, including what Kenny says. The Virgin Mary was sleeping When Angel Gabriel appeared. He said, "You are to be the Virgin Mother." But Mary thought that was weird. Mary said, "I'm not a virgin, I blew a guy last year." But then Gabriel said to Mary, "My child, have no fear. For you can suck all the dick you want and still be a virgin, Mary. You can suck all the dick you want, and still not be considered flawed. Although you went to town And sucked some semen down You're still a virgin in the eyes of God." There was no room at the inn When Mary and Joseph did arrive. But they were so very tired you see And Mary had to offer a bribe. She said she had no money. How would she pay for a place to sleep? Gabriel appeared to Mary And told her not to weep. "'Cause you can suck all the dick you want and still be a virgin, Mary. You can suck all the dick you want and still be the mother of Christ. If there's no room at the inn Then it's not considered a sin To suck some dick to get a room for the night." Then three wise men did appear Bearing gifts of myrrh and such. They said that they had followed a star And missed a woman's touch. Mary thought she might pleasure them But could not take them to bed. But again Gabriel appeared to her, And this is what he said: "You can suck all the dick you want and still be a virgin, Mary. You can suck all the dick you want. Everyone that hangs in the nation. Felatio ain't no sin. Go and blow those three wise men And you'll still be a virgin because there was no penetration." So you can suck all the dick you want and still be a virgin, Mary. The donkey and the ox and the lambs and even the little drummer boy. People will remember your name quick. They'll say, "Damn, that bitch can suck a good dick." Because sucking dick brings peace on earth and joy. 'Cause sucking dick brings peace on earth and joy. (Mary, Mary suck that dick!) |
12-08-2003, 09:51 PM | #12 (permalink) |
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WEIRD AL YANKOVIC LYRICS
"The Night Santa Went Crazy" 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, "Merry Christmas to all - now you're all gonna die!" The night Santa went crazy The night St. Nick went insane Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal Something finally must have snapped in his brain Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddy Krueger And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbequed Blitzen And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!" The night Santa went crazy The night Kris Kringle went nuts Now you can't hardly walk around the North Pole Without steppin' in reindeer guts There's the National Guard and the F.B.I. There's a van from the Eyewitness News And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin' And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why? My my my my my my You used to be such a jolly guy Yes, Virginia, now Santa's doin' time In a federal prison for his infamous crime Hey, little friend, now don't you cry no more tears He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years But now Vixen's in therapy and Donner's still nervous And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service And they say Mrs. Clause, she's on the phone every night With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights They're talkin' bout - the night Santa went crazy The night St. Nicholas flipped Broke his back for some milk and cookies Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped Wo, the night Santa went crazy The night St. Nick went insane Realized he's gettin' a raw deal Something finally must have snapped in his brain Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain |
12-09-2003, 02:19 AM | #13 (permalink) |
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Feliz Navidad by Jose Feliciano, this song always puts a smile on my face around Christmas.
Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad Prospero año y Felicedad Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad Prospero año y Felicedad I want to wish you a Merry Christmas I want to wish you a Merry Christmas I want to wish you a Merry Christmas From the bottom of my heart I want to wish you a Merry Christmas I want to wish you a Merry Christmas I want to wish you a Merry Christmas From the bottom of my heart Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad Prospero año y Felicedad I want to wish you a Merry Christmas I want to wish you a Merry Christmas I want to wish you a Merry Christmas From the bottom of my heart I want to wish you a Merry Christmas I want to wish you a Merry Christmas I want to wish you a Merry Christmas From the bottom of my heart Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad Prospero año y Felicedad |
12-09-2003, 02:22 PM | #14 (permalink) |
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"The Chanuka Song"
Adam Sandler "Okay... This is a song that uhh.. There's a lot of Christmas songs out there and uhh.. not too many Chanukah songs. So uhh.. I wrote a song for all those nice little Jewish kids who don't get to hear any Chanukah songs. Here we go..." Put on your yarmulke Here comes Chanukah So much funukah To celebrate Chanukah Chanukah is the festival of lights Instead of one day of presents, we have eight crazy nights When you feel like the only kid in town without a Christmas tree Here's a list of people who are Jewish just like you and me David Lee Roth lights the menorah So do James Caan, Kirk Douglas, and the late Dinah Shore-ah Guess who eats together at the Carnegie Deli Bowser from Sha Na Na and Arthur Fonzerelli Paul Newman's half Jewish, Goldie Hawn's half too Put them together, what a fine lookin' Jew You don't need "Deck The Halls" or "Jingle Bell Rock" 'Cause you can spin a dreidel with Captain Kirk and Mr. Spock- both Jewish Put on your yarmulke It's time for Chanukah The owner of the Seattle Supersonicahs Celebrates Chanukah O.J. Simpson, not a Jew But guess who is? Hall of famer Rod Carew- he converted We got Ann Landers and her sister Dear Abby Harrison Ford's a quarter Jewish- not too shabby Some people think that Ebenezer Scrooge is Well he's not, but guess who is All three Stooges So many Jews are in showbiz Tom Cruise isn't, but I heard his agent is Tell your friend Veronica It's time to celebrate Chanukah I hope I get a harmonicah Oh this lovely, lovely Chanukah So drink your gin and tonicah And smoke your marijuanikah If you really, really wannakah Have a happy, happy, happy, happy Chanukah Happy Chanukah
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12-09-2003, 03:22 PM | #15 (permalink) |
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Jethro Tull
Christmas Song Once in Royal David's City stood a lonely cattle shed, Where a mother held her baby. You'd do well to remember the things He later said. When you're stuffing yourselves at the Christmas parties, You'll just laugh when I tell you to take a running jump. You're missing the point I'm sure does not need making That Christmas spirit is not what you drink. So how can you laugh when your own mother's hungry, And how can you smile when the reasons for smiling are wrong? And if I just messed up your thoughtless pleasures, Remember, if you wish, this is just a Christmas song. (Hey! Santa! Pass us that bottle, will you?)
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12-09-2003, 03:29 PM | #17 (permalink) |
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"I Believe in Father Christmas"
Emerson, Lake and Palmer They said there'll be snow at Christmas They said there'll be peace on Earth But instead it just kept on raining A veil of tears for the VIRGIN BIRTH I remember one Christmas morning A winters light and a distant choir And the peal of a bell and that Christmas Tree smell AND EYES full of tinsel and fire They sold me a dream of Christmas They sold me a Silent Night And they told me a fairy story 'Till I believed in the Israelite And I believed in Father Christmas And I looked to the sky with excited eyes 'Till I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn And I saw him and through his disguise I wish you a hopeful Christmas I wish you a brave New Year All anguish pain and sadness Leave your heart and let your road be clear They said there'll be snow at Christmas They said there'll be peace on Earth Hallelujah Noel be it Heaven or Hell The Christmas we get we deserve
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12-10-2003, 02:06 PM | #18 (permalink) |
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Walkin' 'round in women's underwear
Lacy things -- the wife is missin', Didn't ask -- her permission, I'm wearin' her clothes, Her silk pantyhose, Walkin' 'round in women's underwear. In the store -- there's a teddy, Little straps -- like spaghetti, It holds me so tight, Like handcuffs at night, Walkin' 'round in women's underwear. In the office there's a guy named Melvin, He pretends that I am Murphy Brown. He'll say, "Are you ready?" I'll say,"Whoa, Man!" "Let's wait until our wives are out of town!" Later on, if you wanna, We can dress -- like Madonna, Put on some eyeshade, And join the parade, Walkin' 'round in women's underwear! Lacy things... missin', Didn't ask... permission, Wearin' her clothes, Her silk pantyhose, Walkin' 'round in women's underwear. Walkin' 'round in women's underwear, Walkin' 'round in women's underwear!
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12-10-2003, 03:07 PM | #19 (permalink) |
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Nice post! And, happy birthday, my friend, the Bard of the Boards!
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12-10-2003, 03:16 PM | #20 (permalink) |
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Father Christmas
Performed by - The Kinks When I was small I believed in Santa Claus Though I knew it was my dad And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas Open my presents and I'd be glad But the last time I played Father Christmas I stood outside a department store A gang of kids came over and mugged me And knocked my reindeer to the floor They said Father Christmas, give us some money Don't mess around with those silly toys. We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over We want your bread so don't make us annoyed Give all the toys to the little rich boys Don't give my brother a real trashy outfit Don't give my sister a cuddly toy We don't want a jigsaw or monopoly money We only want the real McCoy Father Christmas, give us some money We'll beat you up if you make us annoyed Father Christmas, give us some money Don't mess around with those silly toys But give my daddy a job 'cause he needs one He's got lots of mouths to feed But if you've got one, I'll have a machine gun So I can scare all the kids down the street Father Christmas, give us some money We got no time for your silly toys We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over Give all the toys to the little rich boys Have yourself a Merry Merry Christmas Have yourself a good time But remember the kids who got nothin' While you're drinkin' down your wine Father Christmas, give us some money We got no time for your silly toys We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over We want your bread, so don't make us annoyed Father Christmas, give us some money We got no time for your silly toys We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over Give all the toys to the little rich boys
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12-10-2003, 03:41 PM | #21 (permalink) |
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Bob Rivers
The 12 Pains of Christmas The first thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me Is finding a Christmas tree The second thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me: Angry husband: Rigging up the lights And finding a Christmas tree The third thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me Man getting over being drunk: Hangovers Rigging up the lights And finding a Christmas tree The fourth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me Exhausted man: Sending Christmas cards Hangovers Rigging up the lights And finding a Christmas tree The fifth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me Five months of bills! Sending Christmas cards Hangovers Rigging up the lights And finding a Christmas tree The sixth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me: Nervous wife: Facing my in-laws Five months of bills! Oh, I hate those Christmas cards! Hangovers Rigging up these lights! And finding a Christmas tree The seventh thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me: Nervous wife's husband: The Salvation Army Facing my in-laws Five months of bills! Sending Christmas cards Oh, geez! I'm tryin' to rig up these lights! And finding a Christmas tree The eighth thing at Christmas that such a pain to me: Whining kid: I WANNA TRANSFORMER FOR CHRISTMAS!!!! Charities, And whataya mean "YOUR in-laws"?!? Five months of bills! Oh, making out these cards Honey, get me a beer, huh? What, we have no extension cords?!? And finding a Christmas tree The ninth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me A tired father: Finding parking spaces DADDY, I WANT SOME CANDY!!!! Donations! Facing my in-laws Five months of bills! Writing out those Christmas cards Hangovers! Now why the hell are they blinking?!?!? And finding a Christmas tree The tenth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me: A mother: "Batteries Not Included" No parking spaces BUY ME SOMETHIN'!!! Get a job, ya bum! Oh, facing my in-laws! Five months of bills! Yo-ho, sending Christmas cards Oh, geez, look at this! One light goes out, they ALL go out!!! And finding a Christmas tree The eleventh thing of Christmas that's such a pain to me: A male couch potato: Stale TV specials "Batteries Not Included" No parking spaces DAD, I GOTTA GO TA BATHROOM!! Charities! She's a witch...I hate her! Five months of bills! Oh, I don't even KNOW half these people! Oh, who's got the toilet paper, huh? Get a flashlight...I blew a fuse!! And finding a Christmas tree The twelfth thing of Christmas that's such a pain to me: Two men: Singing Christmas carols Stale TV specials "Batteries Not Included" No parking?!? WAAAAAAAAAAH! WAAAAAAAAAAH! Charities! Gotta make 'em dinner! Five months of bills! I'm not sendin' them this year, that's it! Shut up, you! FINE! YOU'RE SO SMART, YOU RIG UP THE LIGHTS!!! And finding a Christmas tree
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12-11-2003, 04:51 AM | #22 (permalink) |
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We lost someone truly special when this guy was taken from us.
Happy Christmas (War Is Over) Written by - John Lennon & Yoko Ono So this is Christmas And what have you done? Another year over And a new one just begun And so this is Christmas I hope you have fun The near and the dear one The old and the young A very Merry Christmas And a Happy New Year Let's hope it's a good one Without any fear And so this is Christmas For weak and for strong For rich and the poor ones The world is so wrong And so this is Christmas For black and for white For yellow and red ones Let's stop all the fight A very Merry Christmas And a Happy New Year Let's hope it's a good one Without any fear So this is Christmas And what have you done? Another year over And a new one just begun And so this is Christmas I hope you have fun The near and the dear one The old and the young A very Merry Christmas And a Happy New Year Let's hope it's a good one Without any fear War is over! If you want it War is over! Now! |
12-11-2003, 10:43 AM | #23 (permalink) |
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I have quite a few holiday songs I like:
O Holy Night Ava Maria (they are so beautiful and I love to sing them) also, Face of Love by Jewel: until tonight my heart was just half full i'd never known the fruit which fed the soul but now i see what may put to rest my longing for i have seen, the face of love the grace of god, the face of love in silence i feared my heart would remain words unheard inside a separateness of skin but now i know that the skin just veils the soul for i have seen, the face of love the grace of god, the face of love so take my hand and knowing with it i also give my heart wanting never to be separate again let eternity begin if you were flame i'd allow myself to be consumed completely were you wind i would wish you pass through me but now i know that the skin just veils the soul for i have seen, the face of love the grace of god, the face of love and Hands (christmas version) by Jewel: if i could tell the world just one thing it would be that we're all okay and not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these i won't be made useless i won't be idle with despair i'll gather myself around my faith for light does the darkness most fear my hands are small, i know but they're not yours, they are my own but they're not yours, they are my own and i am never broken poverty stole your golden shoes it didn't steal your laughter and heartache came to visit me but i knew it wasn't ever after we will fight not out of spite for someone must stand up for what's right 'cause where there's a man who has no voice there ours shall go singing my hands are small, i know but they're not yours, they are my own but they're not yours, they are my own i am never broken ('cuz) in the end only kindness matters in the end only kindness matters i will get down on my knees, and i will pray i will get down on my knees, and i will pray i will get down on my knees, and i will pray my hands are small, i know but they're not yours, they are my own but they're not yours, they are my own my hands are small, i know but they're not yours, they are my own but they're not yours, they are my own and i am never broken we are never broken we are god's eyes god's hands god's hands we are god's eyes we are god's eyes we are reflections of god (god's hands) we are reflections of god (we are god's eyes) we are reflections of god and of course the Hannukah song by Adam Sandler- thanks, unkle phil! |
12-11-2003, 02:07 PM | #24 (permalink) |
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12 Redneck Days of Christmas
12 pack of Bud 11 wrestling tickets 10 cans of Copenhagen 9 years probation 8 table dancers 7 packs of Redman 6 cans of Spam 5 Flannel Shirts 4 mud tires 3 shotgun shells 2 hunting dogs and a part to a Mustang GT
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12-12-2003, 05:40 PM | #28 (permalink) |
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Snoopy's Christmas
O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum, Du kannst mir sehr gefallen! The news had come out in the First World War The bloody Red Baron was flying once more The Allied command ignored all of its men And called on Snoopy to do it again. Was the night before Christmas, 40 below When Snoopy went up in search of his foe He spied the Red Baron, fiercely they fought With ice on his wings Snoopy knew he was caught. Christmas bells those Christmas bells Ring out from the land Asking peace of all the world And good will to man The Baron had Snoopy dead in his sights He reached for the trigger to pull it up tight Why he didn't shoot, well, we'll never know Or was it the bells from the village below. Christmas bells those Christmas bells Ringing through the land Bringing peace to all the world And good will to man The Baron made Snoopy fly to the Rhine And forced him to land behind the enemy lines Snoopy was certain that this was the end When the Baron cried out, "Merry Christmas, my friend" The Baron then offered a holiday toast And Snoopy, our hero, saluted his host And then with a roar they were both on their way Each knowing they'd meet on some other day. Christmas bells those Christmas bells Ringing through the land Bringing peace to all the world And good will to man
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12-12-2003, 08:31 PM | #29 (permalink) |
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suprised no one has posted Trans-Siberian Orchestra. self, I think Old City Bar is one of their best...
"In an old city bar That is never too far From the places that gather The dreams that have been In the safety of night With its old neon light It beckons to strangers And they always come in And the snow it was falling The neon was calling The music was low And the night Christmas Eve And here was the danger That even with strangers Inside of this night It's easier to believe Then the door opened wide And a child came inside That no one in the bar Had seen there before And he asked did we know That outside in the snow That someone was lost Standing outside our door Then the bartender gazed Through the smoke and the haze Through the window and ice To a corner streetlight Where standing alone By a broken pay phone Was a girl the child said Could no longer get home And the snow it was falling The neon was calling The bartender turned And said , not that I care But how would you know this? The child said I've noticed If one could be home They'd be all ready there Then the bartender came out from behind the bar And in all of his life he was never that far And he did something else that he thought no one saw When he took all the cash from the register draw Then he followed the child to the girl cross the street And we watched from the bar as they started to speak Then he called for a cab and he said J.F.K. Put the girl in the cab and the cab drove away And we saw in his hand That the cash was all gone From the light that she had wished upon If you want to arrange it This world you can change it If we could somehow make this Christmas thing last By helping a neighbor Or even a stranger And to know who needs help You need only just ask Then he looked for the child But the child wasn't there Just the wind and the snow Waltzing dreams through the air So he walked back inside Somehow different I think For the rest of the night No one paid for a drink And the cynics will say That some neighborhood kid Wandered in on some bums In the world where they hid But they weren't there So they couldn't see By an old neon star On that, night, Christmas Eve When the snow it was falling The neon was calling And in case you should wonder In case you should care Why we're on our own Never went home On that night of all nights We were already there"
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I like "Merry Fucking Christmas" from South Park personally
-from a random website via google- === Merry Fucking Christmas Lyrics I heard there is no Christmas, In the silly Middle East.. No Trees, no Snow, no Santa Claus, They have Different Religious beliefs.. They Believe in Muhammad, And not in our Holiday.. And so every December, I go to the Middle East and say.. Hey there Mr Muslim, Merry Fucking Christmas Put down that book 'The Koran' and hear some holiday wishes Incase you haven't noticed, it's Jesus's Birthday So get off you heathen Muslim Ass And fucking celebrate. There is no holiday season in india, i've heard.. They don't hang up their stockings, and that is just absurd.. They've never read a Christmas Story, They Don't know what Rudolph is about.. And that's why in December, I'll go to india and shout.. Hey there Mr Hinduist, Merry Fucking Christmas Dring some 'nog, and eat some Beef and pass it to the Missus Incase you haven't noticed, It's Jesus's Birthday So get off your heathen hindu ass, And fucking celebrate. Now I heard that in Japan, Everyone just lives in sin.. They pray to several gods, And put needles in their skin.. On December twenty-fifth, all they do is eat a cake.. and that is why i'll go to Japan, and walk around and say.. Hey there Mr Shintoist, Merry Fucking Christmas God is gonna kick your ass You infidelic pagan scum. Incase you haven't noticed, There's festive things to do So lets all rejoice for Jesus and Merry Fucking Christmas to you. On Christmas Day, I travel round the world and say.. Taoists, Korishnas, Buddists and all you atheists too.. Merry Fucking Christmas to you. Thank you, Mr Hat.. ===
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12-16-2003, 02:08 PM | #32 (permalink) |
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Santa Song
Adam Sandler So many presents, so little time, Santa won't be coming around my house this year, 'cos I tried to drown my sister and I pierced my ear, Oh mama made it perfectly clear, Santa don't like bad boys...especially Jewish ones. Gnip-gnop and lego blocks are all that I desire, so why did I have to set the pizza guy's hair on fire, I told him I was sorry, I'm a liar, so no toys for me...I don't deserve them. I couldn't wait for a big wheel as the holiday neared, but then I told my grandma that she had a beard. Dear Santa, I know what my problem is, why I can't be good, it's a fear of intimacy. You see my whole life whenever I've met someone really great like you and I keep feeling like I'm getting close to them, something inside me makes me want to screw it up. So in a weird way the reason I'm so bad is because I love you santa. Rock-em Sock-em Robots is what I was hoping for, but then I made a death threat to vice president Gore, oh santa won't be knocking on my door, 'cos he's a big fat whore...what made me say that? Chutes and ladders would be so good indeed, so why'd I have to sell that cop a bag of weed, so Santa please give me that easy bake oven, I swear I thought billy goats we're made for lovin'. So Santa won't you accept my apologies, Santa can't you see I'm begging you please, oh Santa next year I'll do you right, Live from New York it's Saturday night...
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12-20-2003, 04:40 PM | #33 (permalink) |
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STEVIE WONDER
"Someday At Christmas" Someday at Christmas men won't be boys Playing with bombs like kids play with toys One warm December our hearts will see A world where men are free Someday at Christmas there'll be no wars When we have learned what Christmas is for When we have found what life's really worth There'll be peace on earth Someday all our dreams will come to be Someday in a world where men are free Maybe not in time for you and me But someday at Christmastime Someday at Christmas we'll see a Man No hungry children, no empty hand One happy morning people will share Our world where people care Someday at Christmas there'll be no tears All men are equal and no men have fears One shinning moment my heart ran away From our world today Someday all our dreams will come to be Someday in a world where men are free Maybe not in time for you and me But someday at Christmastime Someday at Christmas man will not fail Take hope because your love will prevail Someday a new world that we can start With hope in every heart Someday all our dreams will come to be Someday in a world where men are free Maybe not in time for you and me But someday at Christmastime Someday at Christmastime |
12-22-2003, 02:57 PM | #34 (permalink) |
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Christmas Sucks
The Arrogant Worms One year I got a dog for Christmas And I gave it to the boy next door Then I gave him my bike and my mom's bank card Cuz that's what Christmas is for I used to give a lot at Christmas You might say I gave to much Until my family was broke and we had no place to live That's why Christmas sucks I went down to the mall each Christmas Had to the Santa what to bring A train, a bike, a pony and a great big pile of cash And please don't get my sister anything But the shopping mall Santa has been drinking His nose is red from years of drinking scotch He probably won't remember what's on my Christmas list This Father Christmas sucks Christmas Sucks, Christmas Sucks Getting stuff is much for fun You gotta look out for number one Christmas Sucks Christmas became worse as years went by It was the most dreaded time of year My parents got me clothes that just weren't cool When all I want is money to buy beer There was a girl at church who I was sweet on So in the Christmas play I was the ox I really think she liked me til I stepped on Baby Jesus Even for our saviour Christmas Sucks Christmas Sucks, Christmas Sucks Getting stuff is much for fun You gotta look out for number one Christmas Sucks Now that I am thirty-eight years old The only things I get are ties and socks My kids are never happy with what's under the tree Soon they'll understand Christmas Sucks Whoa, every freakin' year Christmas Sucks Christmas Sucks Christmas Sucks Christmas Sucks Hey! Hey! Hey! Christmas sucks
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12-22-2003, 03:44 PM | #35 (permalink) |
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Santa Baby
Eartha Kitt (baboom baboom baboom baboom) (baboom baboom baboom baboom) Santa Baby, Just slip a sable under the tree For me Been an awful good girl Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight Santa baby, a '54 convertible too Light blue I'll wait up for you, dear Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight Think of all the fun I've missed Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed Next year I could be just as good If you'll check off my Christmas list Santa Baby, I want a yacht and really thats not Alot Been an angel all year Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight Santa honey, one little thing I really need The deed To a platinum mine Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight Santa cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex And cheques Sign your 'x' on the line Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight Come and trim my Christmas tree With some decorations bought at Tif-fa-ny I really do believe in you Lets see if you believe in me Santa Baby, forgot to mention one little thing A ring I don't mean on the phone Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight Hurry down the chimney tonight Hurry...tonight |
12-22-2003, 03:50 PM | #36 (permalink) |
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Run D.M.C. - Christmas In Hollis
[Run] It was December 24th on Hollis Ave in the dark When I see a man chilling with his dog in the park I approached very slowly with my heart full of fear Looked at his dog oh my God an ill reindeer But then I was illin because the man had a beard And a bag full of goodies 12 o'clock had neared So I turned my head a second and the man had gone But he left his driver's wallet smack dead on the lawn I picket the wallet up then I took a pause Took out the license and it cold said "Santa Claus" A million dollars in it, cold hundreds of G's Enough to buy a boat and matching car with ease But I'd never steal from Santa, cause that ain't right So I'm going home to mail it back to him that night But when I got home I bugged, cause under the tree Was a letter from Santa and all the dough was for me [D.M.C.] It's Christmas time in Hollis Queens Mom's cooking chicken and collard greens Rice and stuffing, macaroni and cheese And Santa put gifts under Christmas trees Decorate the house with lights at night Snow's on the ground, snow white so bright In the fireplace is the yule log Beneath the mistle toe as we drink egg nog The rhymes you hear are the rhymes of Darryl's But each and every year we bust Chrsitmas carrols (Christmas melodies) [Run-D.M.C.] Rhymes so loud and prod you hear it It's Christmas time and we got the spirit Jack Frost chillin, the ?orchas out? And that's what Christmas is all about The time is now, the place is here And the whole wide world is filled with cheer [D.M.C.] My name's D.M.C. with the mic in my hand And I'm chilling and coolin just like a snowman So open your eyes, lend us an ear We want to say Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! |
12-22-2003, 04:23 PM | #37 (permalink) |
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Leroy The Redneck Reindeer
Joe Diffie -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well, you've all heard the story About Rudolph and his nose But I'll tell you a Christmas tale That never has been told You may think you've heard it all But you ain't heard nothing yet About that crazy Christmas The North Pole can't forget Well, Rudolph was under the weather He had to call in sick So he got on the horn to his cousin Leroy Who lived out in the sticks He said "Santa's really countin' on me And I hate to pass the buck" Leroy said "Hey, I'm on my way" And he jumped in his pickup truck When Leroy got to the North Pole All the reindeer snickered and laughed They'd never seen a reindeer in overalls And a John Deere tractor hat Santa jumped in and said "Just hold on Cause we've all got a job to do And like it or not, Leroy's in charge And he's gonna be leadin' you" Chorus And it was Leroy, the Redneck Reindeer Hooked to the front of the sleigh Deliverin' toys to all the good ole boys And girls along the way He's just a down home, party-animal Two-stepping across the sky He mixed jingle bells with a rebel yell And made history that night Before that night was over Leroy had changed their tune He had'em scootin' a hoof on every roof By the light of the neon moon Santa wrapped his bag with a dixie-flag He was havin the time of his And you could hear him call "Merry Christmas to ya'll And to all of ya'll a goodnight" Chorus And it was Leroy, the Redneck Reindeer Hooked to the front of the sleigh Deliverin' toys to all the good ole boys And girls along the way He's just a down home, party-animal Two-stepping across the sky He mixed jingle bells with a rebel yell And made history that night He mixed jingle bells with rebel yell And made history that night!
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12-23-2003, 03:52 AM | #38 (permalink) |
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Bob Rivers "The Chimney Song"
(If you haven't heard it, it's sung by a girl about 7 years old or so.) There's something stuck up in the chimney And I don't know what it is, But it's been there all night long. Well, I waited up for Santa all Christmas night But he never came and it don't seem right. And there's something in the chimney And it doesn't make a sound, But I wish you Merry Christmas. There's something stuck up in the chimney And I don't know what it is, But it's been there all week long. Well, the dog keeps barking up the chimney flue And we don't know what we're going to do. Cause there's something in the chimney And it doesn't move around, And it's been a week since Christmas. There's something stuck up in the chimney And I don't know what it is, But it's been there all month long. Well, it's jammed up tight above the fireplace Now the house smells funny, such a big disgrace. That there's something in the chimney And it doesn't talk at all, And it's been there since last Christmas. There's something stuck up in the chimney And I don't know what it is, But it's been there all year long. I'll been waiting up for Santa like I did last year But my brother says, "He's already here." And he's stuck up in the chimney And he doesn't say a word And he'll be there every Christmas. And we'll have him every Christmas. You can hear it here, although it's been slightly sped up. http://www.superlaugh.com/cmas/chimney.htm --ALSO-- "Zat You, Santa Claus?" the Buster Poindexter version. Louis Armstrong does the definitive version though I do prefer the harder to find Buster Poindexter. Garth Brooks should be shot for what he did to this song. 'Zat you, Santa Claus? Gifts I'm preparin' For some Christmas sharin' But I pause because Hangin' my stockin' I can hear a knockin' 'Zat you, Santa Claus Sure is dark out Not the slighest spark out Pardon my clackin' jaws Uh, who there Who is it Uh, stoppin' for a visit 'Zat you, Santa Claus Are you bringin' a present for me Something pleasantly pleasant for me That's what I've been waitin' for Would you mind slippin' it under the door Four winds are howlin' Or maybe that be growlin' My legs feel like straws Oh my, my, me, my Kindly would you reply 'Zat you, Santa Claus Yeah Oh hangin' my stockin' I can hear a knockin' 'Zat you, Santa Claus Yeah, say now Hey there, who is it Stoppin' for a visit 'Zat you, Santa Claus Whoa there Santa you gave me a scare Now stop your teasin' 'cause I know you're there We don't believe in no goblins these days But I can't explain why I'm shakin' this way Well I see old Santa in the keyhole I'll get to the cause One peek and I'll try there Uh-oh there's an eye there 'Zat you, Santa Claus Please, please I'm bendin' my knees Is that you, Santa Claus That's him alright -Mikey |
12-23-2003, 07:28 AM | #39 (permalink) |
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Funny how so many people are posting humorous songs. One of my favorites since I was you is Here Comes Santa Claus sung by Gene Autry.
Words & music by Autry - Haldeman) Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, Right down Santa Claus Lane. Vixen, Blitzen, all his reindeer Pulling on the reins. Bells are ringing, children singing, All is merry and bright. Hang your stockings and say a prayer, 'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight. Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, Right down Santa Claus Lane. He's got a bag that's filled with toys For boys and girls again. Hear those sleigh bells jingle jangle, What a beautiful sight. Jump in bed and cover up your head, Because Santa Claus comes tonight. Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, Right down Santa Claus Lane. He doesn't care if you're a rich or poor boy, He loves you just the same. Santa knows that we're God's children, That makes everything right. Fill your hearts with Christmas cheer, 'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight. Well, here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, Right down Santa Claus Lane. He'll come around when the chimes ring out 'It's Christmas morn again.' Peace on Earth will come to all If we just follow the light Let's give thanks to the Lord above, 'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight. 'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight! Another classic that I love and you do not hear very often is: Up On the Housetop Up on the housetop reindeer pause Out jumps good old Santa Claus Down thru the chimney with lots of toys All for the little ones Christmas joys Chorus Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldnt go! Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldnt go! Up on the rooftop/housetop Click, click, click Down thru the chimney with Good Saint Nick First comes the stocking Of little Nell Oh, dear Santa Fill it well Give her a dolly That laughs and cries One that will open And shut her eyes Repeat Chorus Next comes the stocking Of little Will Oh, just see what A glorious fill Here is a hammer And lots of tacks Also a ball And a whip that cracks Repeat Chorus |
12-23-2003, 01:14 PM | #40 (permalink) |
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What can You Get a Wookiee for Christmas? (When he Already Owns a Comb)
What can you get a Wookiee for Christmas when he already owns a comb? What can you get in a hurry for a furry kind of friend like that to take home? Oh, he doesn't need a tie clip and he doesn't use shaving foam. So, what can you get a Wookiee for Christmas when he already owns a comb? What can you get a Wookiee for Christmas when he already owns a comb? What can you get in a hurry for a furry kind of friend like that to take home? No, he'll never wear galoshes or a hat upon his furry dome. So, what can you get a Wookiee for Christmas when he already owns a comb? Just give him love and understanding, good will to men. Wrap it all up in a bright-coloured ribbon and let's give it to him, All-dangerous him. So that's what you get a Wookiee for Christmas when he already owns a comb. That's what you get in a hurry for a furry kind of friend like that to take home. He doesn't need a tie clip. And he doesn't need shaving foam. So, that's what you get a Wookiee for Christmas when he already owns a comb. So, that's what you get a Wookiee for Christmas when he already has a comb. |
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