Chorus:
X-mas is cold
When you have no gun to hold
It’s the perfect season
To spend time with your loved gun
This year I wrote to Santa
And asked him for a gun
My old ones came and went a
Brand new one’s what I want
Chorus
The X-mas socks are hanging
The fireplace is lit
If Santa don’t forget me
I’m on a killing spree in a bit
Chorus
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