There Won't Be Any Christmas If The Mayans Are Right! Letra
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Christmas Day and New Year's are just around the corner
Don't say I didn't warn you but it might not come this year
or even next year, or even the year after, no sounds of joy and laughter full of holiday cheer
Don't say I didn't warn you but it might not come this year
or even next year, or even the year after, no sounds of joy and laughter full of holiday cheer
'cause long, long ago, these people called the Mayans
who looked just like Hawaiians without those loud Hawaiian shirts
with printed flowers, they counted down the hours and minutes and the seconds till the last day here on Earth
They wrote down in their calendar the day that we expire now it's "oops, party over, out of time"
from deep within their Mayan ruins Christmas will be ruined by the Mayans almost overnight
and there won't be any Christmas if the Mayans are right.
I wonder how they'll do it? Did a Mayan god say, "Screw it!
These humans with their Facebook status updates and their Tweets
They nauseate me, they're really going to hate me
when their smart phones burst in flames creating panic in the streets.
Then lightning bolts will spring from Chichen Itza while choking down their pizzas at the local mall, then
tall and evil spacemen will greet the human race and present us with a cook book. aptly titled "To Serve Man"
They'll overrun the planet all because the way we ran it didn't satisfy the gods in all their might
from deep within their Mayan ruins Christmas will be ruined by the Mayans, what a dreadful sight
and there won't be any Christmas if the Mayans are right.
Forget about Thanksgiving cause here comes Black Friday
December 21st also falls on a Friday
December 21st will be worse than Black Friday
Even worse than Rebecca Black singing Friday
People at the disco sing "Thank God, It's Friday"
People at the disco sing "Thank God, It's Friday"
People at the disco sing "Thank God, It's Friday"
I think we kind of strayed from happens that Friday
And when the day approaches, there'll nothing left but cockroaches and Hostess Twinkies, what a dreadful sight.
From deep within their Mayan ruins we'll see Christmas ruined by the Mayans, almost over night
so you better start to shout and you better start to cry and you better start to pout, I'm telling' you why
there won't be any Christmas if the Mayans are right.
who looked just like Hawaiians without those loud Hawaiian shirts
with printed flowers, they counted down the hours and minutes and the seconds till the last day here on Earth
They wrote down in their calendar the day that we expire now it's "oops, party over, out of time"
from deep within their Mayan ruins Christmas will be ruined by the Mayans almost overnight
and there won't be any Christmas if the Mayans are right.
I wonder how they'll do it? Did a Mayan god say, "Screw it!
These humans with their Facebook status updates and their Tweets
They nauseate me, they're really going to hate me
when their smart phones burst in flames creating panic in the streets.
Then lightning bolts will spring from Chichen Itza while choking down their pizzas at the local mall, then
tall and evil spacemen will greet the human race and present us with a cook book. aptly titled "To Serve Man"
They'll overrun the planet all because the way we ran it didn't satisfy the gods in all their might
from deep within their Mayan ruins Christmas will be ruined by the Mayans, what a dreadful sight
and there won't be any Christmas if the Mayans are right.
Forget about Thanksgiving cause here comes Black Friday
December 21st also falls on a Friday
December 21st will be worse than Black Friday
Even worse than Rebecca Black singing Friday
People at the disco sing "Thank God, It's Friday"
People at the disco sing "Thank God, It's Friday"
People at the disco sing "Thank God, It's Friday"
I think we kind of strayed from happens that Friday
And when the day approaches, there'll nothing left but cockroaches and Hostess Twinkies, what a dreadful sight.
From deep within their Mayan ruins we'll see Christmas ruined by the Mayans, almost over night
so you better start to shout and you better start to cry and you better start to pout, I'm telling' you why
there won't be any Christmas if the Mayans are right.
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