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Santa Sleighed My Gal

by Misk Hills Mountain Rambler III

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"It was late Christmas eve when he came down my flue ..."

Things took a sinister turn for the worst as Santa stole the heroes gal and then ...

YES, you guessed it ... the reindeers got involved in a terrible incident ... Happy Christmas!!

Big thanks to all the local folk who made it a brilliant community project ...

Written in Bagthorpe recorded in Underwood (Daniel Wright Studios) ...

Featuring singers and musicians from Lawrence County ... You know who you are ....and for obvious reasons you all seem to wish to remain anonymous!!

Sketch - Zombie Santaby pappersflygplan

Video at; www.youtube.com/watch?v=-N6dgJA3Em0

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It was late Christmas Eve, when he came down my flue
He said to my babe, “How do you do”
He walked past the tree and he gave her the eye
He said, “baby, I’m gonna switch on y’ lights!”

I was lying fast asleep, I was already pissed
Safe in the knowledge, Santa didn’t exist
But I think someone’s been telling me lies
Now Santa’s eating my baby’s mince pies

His name was Santa in the big red suit
Santa in the big black boots
Coming round here with his bulging sack
We ain’t sayin a thing bout that

He came round here on his big white sleigh
He was trying to steal my baby away
They drank my whisky and they drank my wine
He took all my money it was the end of the line

With that false white beard and the big red nose
My baby she had nothing to lose
He found her switch and watched her lights glow
What he did next … only the Devil knows

His name was Santa in the big red suit
Santa in the big black boots
Coming round here with his bulging sack
…..Oh we ain’t sayin a thang bout that

Oh Santa’s stealin my gaaaaal
Oh Santa’s stealin my gaaaaal
Oh Santa’s stealin my gaaaaal
Oh Santa . . . . . . . . he’s stealin my gal!

She said, Santa “ What you got for my Son”
He said, “Never mind that” and he pulled out a gun
He shot my baby, now she’s gone away
He’s got her body on the back of his sleigh

He chain-sawed her up, and then he stopped for a beer
Then he fed those little pieces, to the hungry Reindeer
He’s a Psycho killer and he’s heading your way
Don’t ask him for a present, cos’ you might rue the day

CHORUS 2
He’s a homicidal killer in a big red suit
He took my baby’s body and a bag full o’ loot
Coming round here with his chain-saw and gun
…. Oh that’s his idea of a night full of fun

Cos Santa slayed my gaaaal
Oh Santa slayed my gaaaal!
Oh Santa slayed my gaaaal
Oh Santa . . . slayed my gal

Happy Christmas ….. !

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released December 1, 2013
Recorded in Underwood, Lawrence County at Daniel Wright Studios ... Featuring the kind folk of Bagthorpe, Selston and Underwood.

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Misk Hills Mountain Rambler III Nottingham, UK

An absurdist 'Skiffle Poet' with a banjolele and a washboard . . . Bagthorpe's only 'Skiffle/Folk' protest singer . . . Adversely influenced by Ivor Cutler, Tom Waits and Johnny Dowd . . . chain sawing his way through the madness of life . . . this is NOT X-factor . . . Don't ask for a cover unless you want one thats 100 years old! There are songs about tractors, hangings, the Devil, We ... more

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