I cannot sing any christmas songs.. So i'll make my own.. There was 21 santa's and what did I do? I grabbed some snakes and put it every one of they're shoes I tried to let the snakes bite but i didn't wanna fight and then i saw the cops can't go to jail for life. So i take flight i see Santa flying i am never lying kids is crying because i ended santa all the santa's lifes without even trying

Dashing through hoes,in a one horse open slay,making spirits die,and crying all the day,oh jingle bells,your underwear smells,I peed my pants today,aww how fun it is to die in a one horse open sleuigh Hey jingle bells,your underwear smells,I perf my pants today,aww how fun it is to die in a one horse open sleuigh

dies cries hives ex-wives lives no vibe sigh

Hey, chingedy ching, hee haw, hee haw It's Dominick, the donkey Chingedy ching, hee haw, hee haw The Italian Christmas donkey La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, ladioda Santa's got a little friend, his name is Dominick The cutest little donkey, you never see him kick When Santa visits his Paesans with Dominick he'll be Because the reindeer cannot climb the hills of Italy Hey, chingedy ching, hee haw, hee haw It's Dominick, the donkey Chingedy ching, hee haw, hee haw The Italian Christmas donkey La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, ladioda Jingle bells around his feet and presents on the sled Hey, look at the mayor's derby on top of Dominick's head A pair of shoes for Louie and a dress for Josephine The label on the inside says they're made in Brooklyn Hey, Chingedy ching, hee haw, hee haw It's Dominick, the donkey Chingedy ching, hee haw, hee haw The Italian Christmas donkey La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, ladiod

Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Angels we have heard on high Sweetly, sweetly through the night And the mountains in reply Echoing their brief delight Gloria, in excelsis Deo Gloria, in excelsis Deo Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? What the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heavenly song? Gloria, in excelsis Deo Gloria, in excelsis Deo Come to Bethlehem and see Him whose birth the angels sing, Come, adore on bended knee, Christ the Lord, the newborn King.…