Trigun Christmas Carols

We Thirteen are Gung-Ho Guns (A Parody of We Three Kings of Orient Are)

We thirteen are Gung-Ho Guns

We bring weapons to slash and smash

Bringing war, and blood and gore

Following the outlaw, Vash!

O, Vash with his coat so very bright

We'll get you later if not tonight

With Legato leading, you'll be pleading

In your death we'll take delight!

Born a plant on a SEEDS ship

You really need to get a grip

Suffering forever, ceasing never

There'll be so much pain!

O, Vash with his coat so very bright

We'll get you later if not tonight

With Legato leading, you'll be pleading

In your death we'll take delight!

We follow Knives's commands

Even though we don't always understand

But as long as he's paying, we'll be praising,

Worship him, Knives the Plant-King.

O, Vash with his coat so very bright

We'll get you later if not tonight

With Legato leading, you'll be pleading

In your death we'll take delight!

I'm pretty sure we're all going to die

How I know I can't say why.

Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,

Yeah, I'd say we're all screwed.

O, Vash with his coat so very bright

We'll get you later if not tonight

With Legato leading, you'll be pleading

In your death we'll take delight!

We won't see the final fight

But really that is quite all right.

Knives will say, "Human's stink!"

And Vash'll go, "You need a shrink!"

O, Vash with his coat so very bright

We'll get you later if not tonight

With Legato leading, you'll be pleading

In your death we'll take delight!