Merry Christmas, ho ho ho   I'll be six feet under the snow   Jingle bells along the way   I'm a dead motherfucker and I'm counting my days   I've been too naughty, I forgot to be nice   I guess violence is my vice   So check your list Santa and check it twice   I'm a dead motherfucker all right      I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   Yeah, yeah      (All I want for Christmas is a custom fit casket with black velvet interior... Oh yeah, and a bucket of chicken)      Seasons beatings and a jolly farewell   By Christmas Eve, I'll be rotting so well   In a one horse open sleigh   Straight to hell laughing all the way   I've been too naughty, I forgot to be nice   I guess violence is my vice   So check your list Santa and check it twice   I'm a dead motherfucker all right      I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   Yeah, yeah      (Santa, if you're out there, and you can hear me, your fat ass better have me a freshly dug grave)      I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   I'll be buried by Christmas   Yeah, yeah