The Night Santa Went Crazy chords by Weird Al Yankovic

Verse:
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Down in the workshop all the elves were making toys
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For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys
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When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
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Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath

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From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo
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Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
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And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye
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"Merry Christmas to all - now you're all gonna die!"

Chorus:
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The night Santa went crazy
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The night Saint Nick went insane
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Realized he'd been getting the raw deal
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Somethin' finally must've snapped in his brain

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Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it
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Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
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And he tied up his helpers, and he held the elves hostage
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And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage

Pre-Chorus:
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He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
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And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddy Krueger
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And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbecued Blitzen
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And he took a big bite and said "It tastes just like chicken!"

Chorus:
Bm    D   Bm         D
The night Santa went crazy
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The night Kris Kringle went nuts
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Now, you can't hardly walk around the North Pole
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Without steppin' in reindeer guts

Verse:
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Yes, in Virginia, now Santa's doing time
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In a Federal prison for his infamous crime
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Hey little friend now, don't you cry no more tears
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He'll be out with good behavior in seven hundred more years.


Pre-Chorus:
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But now Vixen's in therapy and Donner's still nervous
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And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service
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And they say Mrs. Claus she's on the phone every night
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With a lawyer negotiating the movie rights

(They talk about)

Chorus:
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The night Santa went crazy
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The night Saint Nicholas flipped
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Broke his back for some milk and cookies
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Sounds to me like he was tired of getting gypped

Chorus:
    Bm  D     Bm         D
Wo, The night Santa went crazy
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The night Saint Nick went insane
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Realized he'd been gettin' the raw deal
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Somethin' finally must've snapped in his brain
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Wo, Somethin' finally must've snapped in his brain
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Tell ya, somethin' finally must've snapped in his brain