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Duration: 4:04 
Release Date: 2006 
Lyrics By: Rosco Mlinek (Stavro Arrgolus) 
Music By: Rosco Mlinek (Stavro Arrgolus) 
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Does Christmas blow goats for you? Then this is your song.- Stavro Arrgolus
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There’ll be no Christmas this year,
There’ll be no Christmas this year.

There was a little elf by the name of Bob,
He hated his life, he hated his job,
Makin’ toys at a fat man’s factory.

His girlfriend left him she walked out the door,
Told him to his face she didn’t love him no more.
Felt as low as a three foot man could be.

Then one day old Santa came down,
He pulled Bob aside and he said with a frown.
“We’ve been bought out by Toys-R-Us,
We gotta’ downsize or we’re gonna’ go bust.
It hurts me more than you can know,
But I gotta’ tell ya’ now that I gotta’ let ya’ go.”

There’ll be no Christmas this year,
There’ll be no Christmas this year.

Bob fell home his head in a haze,
Starring out the window with his eyes in a glaze,
And a gun right beside him on the bed.

As he pulled back the trigger his lips opened wide,
He held the gun up, he shoved it inside,
But he stopped, when a new thought came in his head.

He ran to his car drove down to Wal-Mart.
He had a lot to buy so he got a big cart.
Then he drove right up to the factory door,
And busted right on to the factory floor.
He jumped out and screamed, “You guys are gonna’ pay,
Gonna’ show you that ya’ can’t treat an elf this way!”

There’ll be no Christmas this year,
There’ll be no Christmas this year.

Bob had an Uzi in his left a forty-five in his right,
He spun around shootin’ everything in his sight.
Baby dolls, wooden trucks, and little choo-choo trains,
Were splattered all along the wall with bits of elfin brain.

And when he spotted Santa running for the door,
He jumped on that old fat man and he knocked him to the floor.
He jammed his gun in Santa’s face and with a laugh he said,
“You better pray now chimney boy, no sleigh rides when your dead.”
Bob held his breath, closed his eyes, he squeezed the trigger tight,
A shot rang through the factory that dark and silent night.

The elves that were left could not believe their eyes,
Standin’ in the doorway to their surprise,
Mrs. Claus with a rifle in her hand.

They ran up to Santa saw that Bob was dead,
Layin’ face down in a pool of red,
And his pain, they would never understand.

Santa went to Mrs. Claus and he held her tight.
He whispered in her ear, “Everything’s all right.”
He said, “Thank God your aim was true.”
She said, “No it wasn’t, I was aimin’ at you.
I know you’ve been messin’ with that little elf Fay,
And for cheatin’ on me I’m gonna put you away!”

There’ll be no Christmas this year,
There’ll be no Christmas this year.
(Stavro Arrgolus)
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