Ye Gods...
Oh, dear.
I can't believe I did this...
Phantom got run over by a Nazgul, Walking home from the ballroom Christmas Eve. You can say there's no such thing as Foppy, But as for me an' Cricket, we believe.
He'd been drinking too much margarita, And we begged him not to go. But he wanted his little Daae, And he staggered out the door into the snow.
When Adi found him Christmas morning, At the scene of the attack He had hoof prints on his black mask, And incriminating Fop marks on his back.
Phantom got run over by a Nazgul, Walking home from the ballroom Christmas Eve. You can say there's no such thing as Foppy, But as for me an' Cricket, we believe.
Now we're all so proud of Adibug, She's been taking this so well. See her in there watching fop hunts, Drinking vodka and playing cards with Admin Mel.
It's not Christmas without Phantom, All the addict's dressed in black. And we just can't help but wonder Should we open up his gifts or send them back?
Phantom got run over by a Nazgul, Walking home from the ballroom Christmas Eve. You can say there's no such thing as Foppy, But as for me an' Cricket, we believe.
Now the goose is on the table And the pudding made of fig (ahhhhh!) And the black and silver candles, That would just have matched the hair in Phantom's wig.
I've warned all my friends and neighbours, Better watch out for yourselves. They should never give a license, To a man who rides a snowflack and believes in elves.
Sing it, people!
Phantom got run over by a Nazgul, Walking home from the ballroom Christmas Eve. You can say there's no such thing as Foppy, But as for me an' Cricket, we believe.
I have crossed the line into insanity.
Rachel, don't start.