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Cold Blooded Christmas Tab

by Jon Lajoie


Alrighty, this is my first tab so go easy on me.

                       
It was late at night on Christmas eve
                                
I was dreaming of the soft white snow
                                
I was awoken by a noise near the Christmas tree
                      
What it was I did not know
                          
It was Santa Clause he was bringing me some gifts
                                
Unfortunately I did not know that
                              
So I quietly snuck up behind him
                                 
And I shot him five times in the back
                      
It went Pow pow pow pow pow
                      
He said "what the fuck ow ow ow"
                                    
Then I shot him three more times in the head
                                     
Pieces of his brain flew out and he was dead
                                          
That's when I noticed his blood-soaked beard
                                             
And his red suit filled with bullet holes
                                      
I said "oh my god I killed santa clause
                                     
I'm not going to jail for this asshole"
                                 
So I went to my shed and I got my saw
                                  
And I started to choppipty chop chop
                                                
I started with his arms then his legs then his head
                                     
And then the torso was a really long job
                                  
And the blood went spurt spurt spurt
                           
It was really hard work work work
                            
It was hard cutting through his spine
                                
I must have vomited sixteen times
                                       
I burnt all the pieces in my fireplace
                                          
The smell of burning human flesh filled my nose
                                      
Eleven hours later there was nothing left
                                
And that's when I heard my telephone
                                        
It was Auntie Jean looking for Uncle Bob
                                                 
She said "He left the house dressed as Santa Clause
                                  
But he didn't come home last night
                                 
Have you seen him god I hope he's alright"