I feel evil, haunted, controlled, possessed
And everything I'm doing is illegal, I know!
Call it a Christmas upheaval, press charges on my alter ego!
I do not sing along to your stupid songs
Silent night, take a hike!
Jingle bells, go to hell!
I'm just like a poisonous snake, overflowed with hate
Make NO mistake, there is NO escape!
I will blow up this place, make a mess of your face,
and what's left of you, there will be no trace!
(Tom fires a missile at the Christmas Tree in the town square)
It's a Christmas demolition!
(Edd presses weapon Z, which fires missiles out the Boxmas Bot's chest, though Tom strategically avoids them.)
It's a Christmas Demolition!
I know you're not a Christmas fanatic
but you're being problematic and slightly dramatic!
You blew up the reindeer, you act like a punk
Every time you get drunk, we put up with this junk!
Word on the street is I'm losing my funk
My cool, my flow, my HOHOHO...
But we can't let you steal the show.
(Zanta is fired onto the sled and has a guitar duel with Tom while the chorus plays)
(Tom and Zanta play guitars)
Matt: Hey, uh, everyone, aren't they both bad guys?
Santa: Shoot the suckers.