Twas the night before Christmas....in the ghetto

Twas the night before christmas,
and all through the ghetto,
all the lowlives were drinking,
and listening to heavy metal.
The kids were all up,
and all loudly screaming,
"Where's Santa?" They'd shout.
They're all little demons.
And up from the rooftop, arose smoke and ashes
'Cause some guy passed out, left his smoke on the mattress
And all through the ghetto, an angel's chorus of sirens
Arose through the night, to combat christmas violence
As rednecks and hoodlums all started to fight,
They felt christmas spirit, and fucked off for the night.

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