A Slay in a Manger
A slay in a manger,
A coffin for a bed
The sweet Jason Voorhees
Chopped off someone’s head.
The stars in the bright sky
Looked where bodies lay
At the three wise men
All slain on the hay.
The pumpkins are glowing
The heads he will take
But sweet Jason Voorhees
Forgot to buy stakes.
And now Freddy Krueger
That nightmarish guy
Stay out of my head space,
The morning is nigh.
Be near me, Van Helsing,
I want you to slay
Some vampires forever
Til Blade comes to play.
Bless those in Halloweentown,
In Jack’s tender care
And take us to Jack’s place
To live with him there.
Oh Come All Ye Red Bulls
O Come All Ye Red Bulls,
tasty and triumphant,
O come ye, O come ye to my mouth.
Come and awake me,
Born the King of cold drinks;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Red Bull the Lord.
O Sing, choirs of Red Bulls,
Sing in fizzy goodness,
Sing and we will obey your every word.
Give to our Red Bull glory in the Highest;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Red Bull the Lord.
All Hail! RB, we greet Thee,
Drunk this happy morning,
O Red Bull! for evermore you will be adored.
Word of the Red Bull, now in can appearing;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Red Bull the Lord.
What a coinkidink, we’re drinking a Red Bull right this second. Mmmmmmm Red Bull the Lord!
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