(I'm the tune of Marian Carey) I don't want a lot this christmas, I won't even ask for snow, All I want is rahool hanging, Hung drawn quartered dying slow. I hope this happens here tonight, All my engrams have been shite, Make my dreams come truuuuuuuuue, Somebody please torture-oh oh ooooh- raaaaaaa-hoooooooooooooool Rah-ooool baaaaaaby