Other than that I'm not a big Christmas Carol person. My wife is and she likes the two Oak Ridge Boys Christmas albums.
Oh, and anything by Mannheim Steamroller.
My favorite CHRISTmas songs would be:
O Little Town of Bethlehem
Silent Night, Holy Night
Hark! the Herald Angels Sing
For Unto Us a Child Is Born (Handel's Messiah)
Sniper's Wonderland
Through the sand
He was walkin'
Through my sights
I was stalkin'
Lock and load another round
B*****d hits the ground
Walkin' in a sniper's wonderland!
In the market, there's a lady
In her arms, there's a baby
Lock and load another round
Baby hits the ground
Walkin' in a sniper's wonderland!
In the village
We can set a Claymore
Set it to go off
At half past twelve
Kill the Muslim b*****ds
While they're sleeping
And send their zealous souls
Straight to Hell!
Later on
Rape and Pillage
As we burn
Down the village
Lock and load another round
Village hits the ground
Walkin' in a sniper's wonderland!
Silent Night
Christmas Wrapping - The Waitresses
Chorus: The first thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me
Chorus: Is finding a Christmas tree.
Chorus: The second thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me:
Irate Husband: Rigging up the lights,
Chorus: And finding a Christmas tree.
Chorus: The third thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me:
Inebriated man (Think Archie Bunker): Hangovers,
Irate Husband: Rigging up the lights,
Chorus: And finding a Christmas tree.
Chorus: The fourth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me:
Gay Man: Sending Christmas cards,
Archie Bunker: Hangovers,
Irate Husband: Rigging up the lights,
Chorus: And finding a Christmas tree.
Chorus: The fifth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me:
Chorus: Five months of bills,
Gay Man: Sending Christmas cards,
Archie Bunker: Hangovers,
Irate Husband: Rigging up the lights,
Chorus: And finding a Christmas tree.
Chorus: The sixth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me:
Frustrated wife (Think Brooklyn Princess): Facing my in-laws,
Chorus: Five months of bills,
Gay Man: Oh, I hate those Christmas cards,
Archie Bunker: Hangovers,
Irate Husband: Rigging up the lights,
Chorus: And finding a Christmas tree.
Chorus: The seventh thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me:
Angry man (think Union Thug): The Salvation Army,
Brooklyn Princess: Facing my in-laws,
Chorus: Five months of bills,
Gay Man: Sending Christmas cards,
Archie Bunker: Oh, Jeez!
Irate Husband: I'm trying to rig up these lights!
Chorus: And finding a Christmas tree.
Chorus: The eighth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me:
Loud, Whiny, Snot-nosed little Brat: I WANNA TRANSFORMER FOR CHRISTMAS!
Union Thug: Charities
Brooklyn Princess husband: What do you mean, "your in-laws"?!?
Chorus: Five months of bills,
Gay Man: Oh, making out these cards,
Archie Bunker: Edith, get me a beer, huh?
Irate Husband: What we have no extension cords?!?
Chorus: And finding a Christmas tree.
Chorus: The ninth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me:
Frustrated man: No parking spaces,
Snot-nosed Brat: DADDY, I WANT SOME CANDY!!
Union Thug: Donations!
Brooklyn Princess: Facing my in-laws,
Chorus: Five months of bills,
Gay Man: Writing out those Christmas cards,
Archie Bunker: Hangovers,
Irate Husband: Now why the hell are they blinking?!?
Chorus: And finding a Christmas tree.
Chorus: The tenth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me:
Irate Wife: "Batteries not included?!?!",
Frustrated man: No parking spaces,
Snot-nosed Brat: BUY ME SOMETHIN'!!!!
Union Thug: Get a job, ya bum!!!
Brooklyn Princess: (sobbing) Oh, facing my in-laws,
Chorus: Five months of bills,
Gay Man: Yo, ho! Sending Christmas cards,
Archie Bunker: Oh, Jeez, look at this!
Irate Husband: One light goes out, they ALL go out!!!
Chorus: And finding a Christmas tree.
Chorus The eleventh thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me:
TV Critic: Stale TV specials,
Irate Wife: "Batteries not included?!?",
Frustrated man: No parking spaces,
Snot-nosed Brat: I GOTTA GO TO THE BAFFROOM!!!!
Union Thug: Charities!!
Brooklyn Princess: (sobbing) She's a witch! I hate her!
Chorus: Five months of bills,
Gay Man: Oh, I don't even KNOW half these people!
Archie Bunker: Oh, who's got the terlet paper?
Irate Husband: Get a flashlight!! I blew a fuse!!!
Chorus: And finding a Christmas tree.
Chorus: The twelfth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me:
A few Drunk Guys at a bar: (Off-key) Singing Christmas Carols,
TV Critic: Stale TV specials,
Irate Wife: "Batteries not included?!?",
Frustrated man: No parking spaces,
Snot-nosed Brat: WAAAAAAH!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
Union Thug: Charities!
Brooklyn Princess: Gotta make 'em dinner!
Chorus: Five months of bills,
Gay Man: I'm not sending them this year, that's it!
Archie Bunker: Shut up, you!
Irate Husband: FINE!! If you're so smart, YOU RIG UP THE DAMN LIGHTS!!!!!
Chorus: And finding a Christmas tree.