Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys  For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys  When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death  Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath  From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo  Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo  And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye,  "Merry Christmas to all - now you're all gonna die!"    The night Santa went crazy  The night St. Nick went insane  Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal  Something finally must have snapped in his brain    Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it  Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet  And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage  And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage  He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger  And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddy Krueger  And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbequed Blitzen  And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"    The night Santa went crazy  The night Kris Kringle went nuts  Now you can't hardly walk around the North Pole  Without steppin' in reindeer guts    There's the National Guard and the F.B.I.  There's a van from the Eyewitness News  And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky  And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'  And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?  My my my my my my  You used to be such a jolly guy    Yes Virginia, Now Santa Clause is dead Some guy   from the swat team blew a hole through his head  Yes little friend now, thats his brains on the floor,  I guess they wont have the fat guy kicking around anymore  But now there's no more presents for children's enjoyment  And the Elves have to wait in the line and file for unemployment  And they say Mrs. Clause, she's on the phone every night  With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights    They're talkin' bout - the night Santa went crazy  The night St. Nicholas flipped  Broke his back for some milk and cookies  Sounds to me like he was sick of gettin' gypped    Wo, the night Santa went crazy  The night St. Nick went insane  Realized he's gettin' a raw deal  Something finally must have snapped in his brain  Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain  Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain