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'Tis the Season to Praise Satan

by the BCASA

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1.
666 Every single Christmas eve I can never fall asleep And when I do, I've rotten dreams Of Satan and that Christmas tree He shouts the number of the beast And cackles through his demon teeth With evil grin, and stretched foreskin I'm set for docking deep within Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy? Docking 'round the Christmas Tree
2.
Santa Claus has come to Dallas Texas bringing death With a sniper rifle in his hand, and bourbon on his breath With strained relations, with the invasion of the Bay of Pigs The CIA got ol' Saint Nick to modify his naughty list Because the North Pole and the Grassy Knoll are one and the same 'Cause Santa Killed JFK Yeah Santa Killed JFK Well Oswald was a patsy, but alas that sucker's dead And it wasn't no damn soviets, but still his suit was red And there must have been some magic in that bullet that he found For when he missed the president it bounced right back around Chris Kringle, pumps him full of Ho-Ho-Holes, as Jackie screams his name 'Cause Santa Killed JFK Yeah Santa Killed JFK You better watch out, and you better not cry You better not pout, I'm telling you why He's making a list, he's checking it twice He's gonna find out who's naughty or nice Because his good list, does not exist, unless you play their game 'Cause Santa Killed JFK Yeah Santa Killed JFK Nowadays everybody wanna talk Like they got something to say, but nothing comes out When they move their lips, it's just a bunch of gibberish And motherfuckers act like they forgot about... Santa Claus killing JFK
3.
Deck the halls, the lord's awakened 'Tis the season to praise Satan Don we now our cloaks of darkness Morning star now reigns upon us Falalalala See the blazing goat of Sabbath A pentagram atop his palace Raise the tree and wait for Santa Praise the true dark lord and master Falalalala Deck the halls, the Lord's awakened 'Tis the season to praise Satan Follow me in joyless measure While you die for Satan's pleasure Falalalala
4.
Is it bird, a plane, a sleigh or a flying saucer? It's quite possible, Santa's an impostor Check the signs, and skies, see it's evident Green men are posing as Santa and the president Who would've figured, that Kris Kringle The gift giver's a shape-shifter who's come to get ya A green lizard from Alpha Draconis Come to planet Earth to enslave and to own us Naughty girls, naughty boys Want to get, lots of toys Write your lists, praise your lord Don't you be wishing for A Reptoid Humanoid Christmas The all-seeing eye on the pyramid Found on your dollar bills' belongs to Ol' Saint Nick And those who spend are on the good list Those who don't are terrorists and communists, put 'em on the naughty list The politicians and Father Christmas Are greed breeding, baby eating, shape shifting beings Who make the rich get richer and the poor get poorer 'Cause all they want for Christmas is a New World Order Naughty girls, naughty boys Want to get, lots of toys Write your lists, praise your lord Don't you be wishing for A Reptoid Humanoid Christmas 'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the Earth The reptoids ruled congress, the banks and the church And we, as true citizens heeding the call Spent all of our money at Cavendish mall On all kinds of bullshit that we'll never need To appease Ol' Saint Nick in his palace of greed While President Reptoid sits up in his tower Unwrapping his parcels of money and power For Christmas A Reptoid Humanoid Christmas
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He flies in his vessel, white Santa, white Devil arrives As white girls sing carols, he spreads crack through the ghettos and rides On Blitzen and Dasher, the country's true masters oblige You to all zip your lips as they bribe you with gifts in the night Sends drugs to the ghetto, decrees Christ a gringo Though they've got Chris Kringle, my bells never jingle 'Cause Jesus was Black And Reagan was the Devil Six-Six-Six If slavery's abolished, why're Cupid and Comet in chains? Applied Reaganomics turned prisons for profits and gain Praise Christ our true saviour with elves as free labour or slaves Though they ain't in prison, the North Pole still treats 'em the same I want nothing of this foul holiday ruckus AmeriKKKa's around and above us Though Jesus was Black And Reagan was the Devil Six-Six-Six Merry Christmas, you mother fucker Don't bring gold, or frankincense, or myrrh Bring the head of Satan on a spike To put atop our Christmas tree tonight

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All proceeds from the sale of this album between now and December 25th 2014 will go to The Sun Youth Organization (sunyouthorg.com)

They are an organization that, among other things, gives food and presents to lower income families in the Montreal area for Hanukkah and Christmas. And that's fucking cool.

After the 25th, all you broke and selfish people can download it for free! Huzzah!

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released December 3, 2014

All songs written by Nick Raz (except for a couple words that may of may not have been borrowed from Eminem and Dr Dre), with the help of two huge dummies
Instruments recorded at Turbo Haus by Tarzan, with thanks to those dummies
Vocals recorded in the Barn, with thanks to Nick DiClaudio
Artwork by Angus Byers
Mixed and mastered by Tarzan

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