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[Intro]         
| D | G D | G | D |     x4 

(Little melody played along with intro and verses)

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[Verse 1]
            D                G                 D
Down in the workshop all the elves were making toys
        G            D             A            D
For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys
         D           A          G                  D
When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
         G            D               A              D
He had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath

[Verse 2]
         D                           G          D
From his beard to his boots, he was covered in ammo
       G                D            G        D
Like a big, fat, drunk, disgruntled, Yuletide Rambo
       D            A            G              D
And he smiled as he said, with a twinkle in his eye,
           G        D               A         D
"Merry Christmas to all! Now you're all gonna die!"

[Chorus]
G   D     G          D
The night Santa went crazy
G   D           A         D 
The night Saint Nick went insane
G  D               G         D
Realized he'd been getting a raw deal
G         D                 A              D
Something finally must have snapped in his brain

[Verse 3]
          D                          G        D
Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it
       G               D         G         D
Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
       D           A              G              D
And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
        G             D            A          D
And he ground up poor Rudolph into   reindeer sausage

[Bridge]
       G          D               G          D
He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
       C          G           A           D
And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddy Kreuger
       G           D                   G         D
And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbecued Blitzen
       C          G               A                   D
And he took a big bite, and said "It tastes just like chicken!"

[Chorus]
G   D     G          D
The night Santa went crazy
G   D          A            D
The night Kris Kringle went nuts
    G      D             G           D
You  can't hardly walk a - round the North Pole
G       D           A        D
Without steppin' in reindeer guts

[Bridge]
C                    Bm               D     A
There's the National Guard and the FBI
          C                       G
There's a van from the Eyewitness News
                D                      A
And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky
        Bm                     G 
And the bullets are flyin, the body count's risin'
    E                   A               D
And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?

[Interlude]
G                   D 
My, my, my, my, my, my
            G               D       
You used to be such a jolly guy

[Verse 4]
        D          G              D
Yes, Virginia, now Santa Claus is dead
      G                D           G                D
Some guy from the swat team blew a hole through his head
            D           A          G             D
Yes, little friend now, that's his brains on the floor,
        G          D            A             D
I guess they won't have the fat   guy kicking around anymore

[Bridge]
                G                                 D        G  
But now there's no more presents for children's enjoyment
        Bm                                 A                     G
And the Elves have to wait in the line and file for unemployment
                  D                    G           D    
And they say Mrs. Clause, she's on the phone every night
         G                      A
With her lawyer negotiating the   movie rights
G
They talk about...

[Chorus]
G   D     G          D
The night Santa went crazy
G   D           A        D
The night Saint Nicholas flipped
          G    D        G        D
Broke his back for some milk and cookies
          G              D       A       D
Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin jipped

[Chorus]
G   D     G          D
The night Santa went crazy
G   D           A         D 
The night Saint Nick went insane
G  D               G         D
Realized he'd been getting a raw deal
G         D                 A              D
Something finally must have snapped in his brain

[Outro]
C         G                 A              D
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
D
I tell ya
C         G                 A
Something finally must have snapped...in his brain