Santa fuckin' Claus is comin' and you better have the angles. That goes if you only believe in Jesus, or if ya got da trifecta (Jesus, Mary and God his own self).
Here comes Johnny One-Note, singing that immoral gassic, "Hark the Herald ANGLES..."
Jesus loves Johnny. Not as much as Johnny loves himself. He tinks every fuckin' note is a gift from God. That's why he's got that you-can't-beat-dis beat-iffic little smirk on his mouth alla time.
That's why at the end of his emotional emoting, he always congratulates himself, marveling at how he don't need no stinkin' band behind him.
He got ALL the angles covered. Fuck Basket Case (you can, not Johnny, he don't go for broads that are built like boys). When it comes to havin' an ego about yer singin' NOBODY rivals Johnny! God DAMN!
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