Here's a second Christmas song to warm your hearts, sung form my perspective and featuring some (but not even close to all) of my friends here:
Note: This is an updated version since, sadly, most of those referenced are no longer members of the Navy. *Glares at Hunter*
Grandma Driver Got Run Over By A Reindeer
Driver got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from
Atrus Christmas Eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me and Trykon, we believe.
He’d been drinkin' too much green stuff,
And we'd begged him not to go.
But he'd left his medication,
So he stumbled out the hatch into the snow.
When they found him Christmas mornin',
At the scene of the attack,
There were hoof prints on his forehead,
And incriminatin' Claus marks on his back.
R: Driver got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from
Atrus Christmas Eve.
(On his way home)
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
(Say there's no Santa)
But as for me and Trykon, we believe.
(Lord, we believe)
Now we're all so proud of Trykon,
He's been takin' this so well.
See him in there watchin' dogfights,
Drinkin beer and playin' cards with cousin Zail.
It's not Christmas without Driver.
All the family's dressed in black.
And we just can't help but wonder:
Should we open up his gifts or send them back?
R: Driver got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from
Atrus Christmas Eve.
(Midnight before Christmas)
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
(Say there's no Santa)
But as for me and Trykon, we believe.
(Lord, we believe)
Now the nerf is on the table
And the pudding made of fig.
And a blue and silver candle
That would have just matched the hair in Driver’s wig.
I've warned all my friends and neighbors.
"Better watch out for yourselves.
They should never give a license,
To a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves."
R: Driver got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from
Atrus Christmas Eve.
(Minding his own business)
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
(What do you mean there's no Santa?)
But as for me and Trykon, we believe.
(Lord, we believe)
Oh
As for me and Trykon, we believe.
(We believe in Santa Claus.)
-Drac