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Mashing throught the meatWith A two hand rusty swordThousand virgins we killRape'em all the timeThe wits on cocktail brainThey take our spirits awayO What fun it is to feast with a slave on you lapJingle bells, jingle bells jingle all way inO what fun it is to slice your skank hoe with a spadeJingle bells, jingle bells jingle all way inO what fun it is to slice your skank hoe with a spadeSlug or two remainI thought I'd end myselfThen miss Reaper appearsSat right next to meShyness hit me hardShe said she wouldn't careJust would laugh and take me to the pits of Hell, HOE!Jingle bells, jingle bells jingle all way inO what fun it is to slice your skank hoe with a spadeJingle bells, jingle bells jingle all way inO what fun it is to slice your skank hoe with a spade
I cant hear "Jingle Bells" in it...