Misheard Christmas lyrics

[Shell Beau]

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http://www.snopes.com/holidays/christmas/humor/mondegreens.asp

[Squatch]

1. I love it...Fleas naughty dog.

[Shell Beau]

2. That one was funny!

[lildreamer316]

3. There are some serious Freudian slips in there.

"Let men their sins enjoy."

and

"She thought that I was locked
up in my bedroom fast asleep"

and especially:


Hark! the herald angels sing,
Glory to the New York King.
Peace on earth and then he smiles;
Goddamn sinners reckon so.

Joyful oily nations, rise;
Join the triumph of disguise.
With the jelly toast proclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem.

Hark! the herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King.
Peace on earth and mercy mild;
Goddamn sinners wreck a child.

on edit: WAIT! one more! this one kills me:
Stabbing fight, hold the knife;
Ship her cake, at the site.
Glories stream from heaven afar,
Tavernly host sing Alleluia:
Christ the Savior is born horned;
Christ the Savior is bored.

[auntAgonist]

4. This one was always my favourite!

Silent night, holy night;
All is calm, all is bright.
Round John Virgin, margarine child;
Holy imbecile, tender and mild. <---never heard that line before though.
(or Holey and lint, sewed tender and mild.) <-------or this one either
Sleep in heavenly peas;
Sleep in heavenly peace!

[billyskank]

5. ...

:hi:

[Shell Beau]

7. ...

:hi:

[Texasgal]

6. *giggle*

Jeff's nuts roasting on an open fire,
Check for snipping at your nose;
You'll tide carols being sung by the fire,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.

[Texasgal]

8. Oh...GOD...

I am LAUGHING SO HARD:

Silent night, holy night;
All is calm, all is bright.
Round John Virgin, margarine child;
Holy imbecile, tender and mild.
(or Holey and lint, sewed tender and mild.)
Sleep in heavenly peas;
Sleep in heavenly peace!

Stabbing fight, hold the knife;
Ship her cake, at the site.
Glories stream from heaven afar,
Tavernly host sing Alleluia:
Christ the Savior is born horned;
Christ the Savior is bored.

Silent night, holy night;
Son of God, love's pure light.
Radiate meat from your holy place,
With the dawn of redeeming grace:
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth;
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth.