Joy to the World
Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
(Elvis?)
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.
Joy to the world, the Savior reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
(Floods? Surely Elvis wouldn't ruin our crops. I guess we live in a feudal society.)
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.
No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
(The ground is infested with thorns? Fuck you, Elvis.)
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as, the curse is found.
He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, wonders, of His love.
(This whole passage makes us think of a North Korean dictator.)
Jingle Bells
Dashing through the snow
On a one horse open sleigh
(What did you feed this horse? Does this sleigh have air bags?)
O'er the fields we go,
Laughing all the way
(I must have missed the joke.)
Bells on bob tail ring,
(What the hell is a bob tail?)
making spirits bright
What fun it is to laugh and sing
(I'm not having fun. Why is everybody drunk?)
A sleighing song tonight
(This sleigh is a death trap.)
Silent Night
Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin Mother and Child
(Yeah, yeah, the amazing virgin birth.)
Holy Infant so tender and mild
(The three wise men ate the baby Jesus? Sick! I guess they must have been hungry after that long trip.)
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace
Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
Christ, the Saviour is born
Christ, the Saviour is born
(It should be 'was' not 'is.' But whatever, that's the least of my problems with these songs.)
Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
(For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have mashed potatoes, stuffing, and cranberries.)
With dawn of redeeming grace
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth
Attacking poor baby Jesus, really?
ReplyDeleteEating babies man! Babies! That's sick. You are depraved bro.
ReplyDeletehttp://gallery.photo.net/photo/5624755-md.jpg This is a one horse open sleigh. Notice the tail? That's a bobtail.
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