Sir Shootsalot's X mas song
Dec 22, 2009 23:50:03 GMT -5
Post by Sir_Shootsalot on Dec 22, 2009 23:50:03 GMT -5
..................LAMRON GOT RUN OVER BY A HALF TRACK ......................
Lamron got run over by a half track
walking home from the mess hall Christmas eve
You can say there is no thing as Hitler
But for me and Redrock, we believe
He'd been drinking too much whiskey
And Losty begged him not to go
When he left he forgot his rifle
And he stumbled out of his hooch toward the lines
When Desmo found him Christmas morning
At the scene of the attack
There where tread marks on his forehead
And incriminating German coffee cake crumbs on his back
Lamron got run over by a half track
walking home from the mess tent Christmas eve
You can say there is no thing as Hitler
but for me and Murder we believe
Now were so proud of Popeye
he's been taking this so well
See him watching strippers
Drinking beer and cleaning guns with Her Monk
Its not Christmas with out Lamron
His whole squad dressed in black
And Rubble cant help but wonder
Can we go through his tent and take his stuff
Lamron got run over by a half track
Walking home from the mess hall Christmas eve
You can say there is no thing as Hitler
but for me and Marco we believe
Now that daffy duck is on the table
And pudding made of weasel
And a red and white candle
That reminds me of Lamron's body all mangled
I've warned marauder,Woody and silly
Better take care of whats in your nickers
They should never give power to a guy
Who has a small mustache and likes swastikas
Lamron got run over by a half track
Walking home from the mess hall Christmas eve
You may say there is no thing as Hitler
But for me and Death's Shadow we believe
...
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERY ONE HOPE TO SEE YOU ON THE BATTLE FIELD ;D SOON ;D....
Lamron got run over by a half track
walking home from the mess hall Christmas eve
You can say there is no thing as Hitler
But for me and Redrock, we believe
He'd been drinking too much whiskey
And Losty begged him not to go
When he left he forgot his rifle
And he stumbled out of his hooch toward the lines
When Desmo found him Christmas morning
At the scene of the attack
There where tread marks on his forehead
And incriminating German coffee cake crumbs on his back
Lamron got run over by a half track
walking home from the mess tent Christmas eve
You can say there is no thing as Hitler
but for me and Murder we believe
Now were so proud of Popeye
he's been taking this so well
See him watching strippers
Drinking beer and cleaning guns with Her Monk
Its not Christmas with out Lamron
His whole squad dressed in black
And Rubble cant help but wonder
Can we go through his tent and take his stuff
Lamron got run over by a half track
Walking home from the mess hall Christmas eve
You can say there is no thing as Hitler
but for me and Marco we believe
Now that daffy duck is on the table
And pudding made of weasel
And a red and white candle
That reminds me of Lamron's body all mangled
I've warned marauder,Woody and silly
Better take care of whats in your nickers
They should never give power to a guy
Who has a small mustache and likes swastikas
Lamron got run over by a half track
Walking home from the mess hall Christmas eve
You may say there is no thing as Hitler
But for me and Death's Shadow we believe
...
