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In the spirit of the holidays I want the year to go out with a bang! so no matter what religion. Eat, drink, and sing!
On another note, this is my 100th post yay!
So now start singing!

la de dah, la de dah, la de forkin dah! hehe

"christmas karaoke"...now that sounds like a good excuse for a nice drunken bar brawl to me ^_^ much fun

C'mon everybody! let's SING!

We say 'yes' to night-long teenage
Legs wrapped 'round the body,
All hands tappin' or twitchin' in time
To a tambourine-lovers' beat

Walk-in skinflowers ask the questions
Learn the mysteries of love,
By every rule, by every rote,
By all the skin, believe me bay-beh,
Love it, love it, love it,
Looooove it, baaaay-beh!

When your breast comes out of heaven,
I rejoice 'til morning,
Use that skin on miracles of our nightlong lust,
I believe that golden lizards fly somewhere in sunshine
By every rule, by every rote,
By all the skin, believe me bay-beh,
Love it, love it, love it,
Looooove it, baaaay-beh!

Oh love it bay-beh, oooh-ohhh-oh!

We say 'yes' to night-long teenage
Legs wrapped 'round the body,
All hands tappin' or twitchin' in time
To a tambourine-lovers' beat

Walk-in skinflowers ask the questions
Learn the mysteries of love,
By every rule, by every rote,
By all the skin, believe me bay-beh,
Love it, love it, love it,
Looooove it, baaaay-beh!

"Grandma got runover by a reindeer.....walking home from our house Christmas eeeeeeve,
You can say theres no such thing as Santaaaaaa......
But as for me and Grandpa, we belieeeeve......"

I forget the rest

"Rockin' around the Christmas treeee
At the Christmas party hop,
Mistletoe hung where you can seeee,
Every couple tries to stop,
Rockin' around the Christmas treeee,
Let the Christmas spirit riiiiiiiiing,
Later we'll have some pumpkin piiiiie,
And we'll do some caroliiiiiiiing.

You will get a sentimental feeeling when you heeear,
Voices singing, "Let's be jolliiiy,
Deck the halls with boughs of holliiiiy",
Rockin' around the Christmas treeee,
Have a happy holidaaay,
Everyone dancin' merriliiiy,
In the new old-fashioned waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!"

[holds last note, wavers out of tune, intelude begins]


You will get a sentimental feeling when you heeeear,
Voices singing, "Let's be jolliiiy,
Deck the halls with boughs of holliiiy",
Rockin' around the Christmas treeeee,
Have a happy holidaaaaay,
Everyone dancin' merriliiiy,
In the new old-fashioned waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! WOOOOOOOO!"

[music continues for a small while, then stops in a few clatters and the record player explodes]

"BOOOO.....BOOOOO!"

[I get tomatoed from the karaoke machine]

Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled."
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
Join the triumph of the skies;
With th' angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born in Bethlehem."
Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!"

What would Brian Boitano do, if he was here right now?
He would make a plan and follow through!
Thats what Brian Boitano would do.

Sevivion
Sov sov sov
Hannukah
Hu khag tov
Hannukah
Hu khag tov
Sevivon
Sov sov sov
[etc.]

My, now I realize these lyrics are actually rather stupid...

Dashing through the snow
in a one horse open sleigh
o'er the fields we go
laughing all the way
bells on bobtails ring
making spirits bright
oh what fun it is to ride and sing a sleghing song tonight

Oh jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh Hey!

(if you want to continue the song go ahead)

You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last!

My favourite christmas song:D

Redneck 12 Days of Christmas - Jeff Foxworthy

Wow, somebody done been to the WalMart!
(Jeff) Man, this is the stuff I got for Christmas.
Well you cleaned up! Whadya git?

Five flannel shirts
Four big mud tires
Three shotgun shells
Two hunting dogs
... And some parts to a Mustang GT.

Hey Bubba, you got gypped -- there's 12 days to Christmas.
(Jeff) I know that, I got it covered. Look over in the corner.
That's yours too?
Yea!

Chorus:
Twelve-pack of Bud
Eleven Wrastling tickets
Ten o' Copenhagen
Nine years probation
Eight table dancers
Seven packs of Redman
Six cans of Spam
Five flannel shirts
Four big mud tires
Three shotgun shells
Two hunting dogs
... And some parts to a Mustang GT.

Man, this ain't normal Christmas presents!
No, they're redneck gifts!
Redneck gifts?
Yea, you know, like
if you buy your wife earrings that double as fishing lures.
Or, if you can burp the entire chorus of "Jingle Bells"
Perhaps if you think "The Nutcracker" is something you did off a high-dive.
Or, if you've ever misspelled something in Christmas lights.
Or, if you leave cold beer and pickled eggs for Santa Claus.

What's wrong with that?
I didn't say anything wrong with it...
It's hard to beat...

Chorus:
Twelve-pack of Bud
Eleven Wrastling tickets
Ten o' Copenhagen
Nine years probation
Eight table dancers
Seven packs of Redman
Six cans of Spam
Five flannel shirts
Four big mud tires
Three shotgun shells
Two hunting dogs
... And some parts to a Mustang GT.

Well, you can't really consider it a Christmas
'less you go down to the penitentiary and visit your mama.
You're not listenin' to me!
Get the car key outta your ear.
That's where the nine years probation comes in...
I'm gonna do it for ya again.
Now listen...

Chorus:
Twelve-pack of Bud
Eleven Wrastling tickets
Ten o' Copenhagen
Nine years probation
Eight table dancers
Seven packs of Redman
Six cans of Spam
Five flannel shirts
Four big mud tires
Three shotgun shells
Two hunting dogs
... And some parts to a Mustang GT.

*Jim Carrey's "Dont you want somebody to love?" featured in the movie, The Cable Guy*

When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joys within you dies
Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

When the garden flowers, they are dead, yes
And your mind is so full of dread
Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
I'd really like somebody to love
But it's hard to find somebody to love

Your eyes, I say your eyes, they look like his
But in your head baby
I'm afraid you don't know where it is
Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

Tears are running, running in your bed
And your friends baby, they treat you like a guest
Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
I'd really like somebody to love
But it's hard to find somebody to love

I'm not Jewish, so I'm not sure if i'm allowed to do this, but it has to be done.

Andam Sandler-The Hanukkah Song
Put on your yamaca
It's time for Hanukkah
So much fun-uka
To celebrate Hanukkah
Hanukka is, the festival of lights
Instead of one day of presents
We get eight crazy nights
When you fell like the only kid in town
Without a Christmas tree
Here's a list of people who are Jewish
Just like you and me
David Lee Roth lights the menorah
So does James Concord Douglas and the late Dina
Shora
Guess who eats together at the Carnegie Deli
Bowser from Sha NaNa and Arthur Fonzerelli.
Ponoman's half Jewish, Goldie Hawn's half, too.
Put them together, what a fine looking Jew
You don't need deck the halls or Jingle Bell Rock
'Cuz you can spin a dredl with Captain Kirk and Mr. Spock
Both Jewish!
O.J. Simpson, not a Jew
But guess who is, Hall of Famer Rod Carew
We got Ann Landers and her sister Dear Abby
Harrison Ford's a quarter Jewish
Not too shabby
Some people think that Ebenezer Scrogge is
Well he's not, but guess who is
All three stooges
So many Jews are in show biz
Tom Cruise isnt, but I heard his agent is
Tell your friend Veronica
It's time to celebrat Hanukkah
Don't forget harmonica
On this lovely, lovely Hanukkah
So drink your gin and tonic-a
And smoke your maraijuana-ca
If you really, really, really, really wanna-ka
Have a happy, happy, happy, happy, Hannukah
Happy Hanukkah

Time to take out those menorahs!
Put on your yamaca
It's time for Hanukkah
So much fun-uka
To celebrate Hanukkah
Hanukkah is, the festival of lights
Instead of one day of presents
We get eight crazy nights
When you feel like the only kid in town
Without a Christmas tree
Here's a new list of people who are Jewish
Just like you and me
Winona Ryder drinks Manashevits' wine
Then spins a dredl with Ralph Lauren and Calvin Klein
Guess who give and receives loads of Hanukkah toys?
The girls from Barukasouhl and all three Beastie Boys
Lenny Kravitz is half Jewish, Courtney Love is half too
Put them together, what a funky, bad-ass Jew
We got Harvey Kitell and falsh dancer Jennifer Bills
Jasmins Bleuth from Baywatche is Jewish and
Yes her boobs are real
O.J. Simpson, still not a Jew
But guess who is, the guy who does the voice for
Scooby-Doo
Bob Dylan was born a Jew, then he wasn't, but now he's back
Mary Tyler Moore's husband is Jewish 'cuz we're pretty good
In the sack
Guess who got bar mitzvah-ed on the PGA tour?
No I'm not talking about Tiger Woods, I'm talking about
Mr. Happy Gilmore
So many Jews are in the show-biz
Bruce Springsteen isn't Jewish, but my mother thinks he is
Tell that old harmonica, it's time to celebrate Hanukkah
It's not pronounced Chanukkah
The C is silent in Hanukkah
So your your Hooked on Phonic-a
Get drunk in Teawonica
If you really really wanna-ka
Have a happy, happy, happy, happy Hanukkah

The drumline to "o Come All Ye Faithful":

4 S. D.x x xxxx x x xxxx x xx %(keep doing same thing)
4B. D.x x x
1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4

Merry Chirstmas, Happy Channukah, and a Solemn Ramadaan.

bump and Chikopodia meet your friend Mr. karaoke machine :gundge:
and don't forget kwanzaa.

Please allow me to introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and taste
I’ve been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man’s soul and faith
And I was ’round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around st. petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a general’s rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what’s confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me lucifer
’cause I’m in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I’ll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what’s my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what’s my name
I tell you one time, you’re to blame
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
What’s me name
Tell me, baby, what’s my name
Tell me, sweetie, what’s my name
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah

Brothers I am calling from the valley of the kings
With nothing to atone
A dark march lies ahead, together we will ride like
Thunder from the sky
May your sword stay wet like a young girl in her
Pride
Hold your hammers high

Blood and death are waiting like a raven in the sky
I was born to die
Hear me while I live
As I look into your eyes
None shall hear a lie
Power and dominion are taken by the will
By divine right hail and kill

Hail, hail, hail and kill, hail and kill
Hail, hail, hail and kill, hail and kill

My father was a wolf
I’m a kinsman of the slain
Sworn to rise again
I will bring salvation, punishment and pain
The hammer of hate is our faith
Power and dominion are taken by the will
By divine right hail and kill

Hail, hail, hail and kill, hail and kill
Hail, hail, hail and kill, hail and kill

Rip their flesh
Burn their hearts
Stab them in the eyes
Rape their women as they cry
Kill their servants
Burn their homes
Till there’s no blood left to spill
Hail and kill
Power and dominion are taken by the will
By divine right hail and kill

Hail, hail, hail and kill, hail and kill

http://www.i-mockery.com/shorts/starwars-xmas/
Click the green link under the photo of the naked guy to listen to the Starwars christmas album.

Please allow me to introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and taste
I’ve been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man’s soul and faith
And I was ’round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
...

Thats one of my favorites...my grandmother used to sing that to us after the traditional family Christmas Eve knife fight....

All I really want for Christmas
Are some brand-new shoulder pads
To protect me from the enemy
When he crosschecks me really bad(ly)

I could get Irate
You'd expect me to re-taliate
But to his surprise
I look him in the eyes, and say
Happy Holidays.

"You know Christmas time is stressful times for all.
Mall's packed, traffic jams.
Family get-togethers way too out of hand.
Pick up hockey's just way too crowded.
And I know...I know.
I know that you want to take your stick and wrap it over somebody's head.
But you've gotta think twice.
Try to be nice and remember to say,
Happy holidays."

Happy holidays.

(Take it Eric...Lindros)

So let's remember it's December
before we drop the gloves.
Even goons like yourself
deep down need to be loved.
So lower you high stick
and remember jolly old Saint Nick
Hey, you big idiot!
Happy Holidays.

Hockey holidays.
Hockey holidays.
Hockey holidays.

(Hockey holidays everybody.)

The Zambonis' "Hockey Holidays".