Sathana Claus - Gehennah

Christmas is here again filled with hope

The time of year to use the soap

A little boychild runs to open the door

But it leaves Him bleeding on the floor

Cause Father Christmas full of grace

Kicks the door into his face

It breaks his nose with the loudest sound

Yeah, father Christmas has come to town

Santa is drunk, Santa is out of control

Santa is drunk, Santa is out on parole

He doesn’t care about christmas lists

And snotty children makes Him pissed

His only interest is drinking beerHe won’t get sober, not this year

Santa is drunk, Santa is out of control

Santa is drunk, Santa is out on parole

Beware of Sathana Claus… Look out for Sathana Claus…

Look out!

(Chemical warfare against the soap/Stringburner)

With the whiskeybottle in His hand

He takes a bite from the family ham

He doesn’t notice or doesn’t care

And starts to shit in His underwear

The hairy legs turn to brown

His trousers changes shape

He laughs the family in the face

Cause he is not ashamed

Santa is drunk, Santa is out of control

Santa is drunk, Santa has jumped the parole

Christmas is over but not the booze

Don’t care about jail, He’s on the loose

Rudolf the reindeer has been shot

And virgin Mary was raped, that slut!

Take your time to heal your bones

You are a nervous wreck

But Santa knows where all of you live

And next year He’ll be back!

Santa is drunk, Santa is out of control

Santa is drunk, Santa has jumped the parole

Sathana Claus