Artist: Weird Al Yankovich
Album: Bad Hair Day
Title: The Night Santa Went Crazy
Disclaimer: I do not own Xmen and after re-reading this chapter...I really wish that I didn't own this idea.
Notes: Since Rogue is so very hard to find a song for she shall be doing a seasonal song. If you have ANY better idea's don't feel shy , I'll prolly make another w/ her , and Lance will be coming up soon and heeeeeeeeeeere's Rogue!
Rogue sighed as Kitty giggles, Kitty the girl who picked out this, red , tight fitting "Santa dress". It ended quite a bit north of her knee (she could still bend over with relative freedom) it had white "fur" trimming the hem and the long sleeves.
Red fishnet stockings where her own idea, and she had on black gloves....and of course the Santa hat. Kitty didn't even celebrate Christmas ,Chanukah was already over WEEKS ago so Rogue was Kitty's unwilling Barbie.
She even had her make up changed from her usual purple to what Cover girl called 'Ivory' and her lipstick was now 'Peach'. What was the point in lipstick if it didn't even change her lip color?'
" Do Ah have to go now?" Rogue asked , doubtfully starring at her face in the mirror. Kitty nodded. " Did I really do that bad?" Rogue prepared herself to cast one more withering look of 'Well duh' in her roommate's direction when she saw the real concern and looked back at the mirror. " Nah , ah jus' don't want to go changing my make up all the time. People might think I've gone all... "
Kitty raised her eyebrows. " Preppy? Rogue you know best how much stereotypes suck, besides -" she , pulled the southerner by the arm. "-you're a part of the Xmen, stop being in denial , you ARE prep." Rogue blinked as Kitty giggled again.
They where behind the stage .Rogue blinked. 'Am ah in denial? Is there still a trace of the brotherhood girl in me?' She shook her head. " No." Kitty rolled her eyes. " You think just saying no will get you out of doing this Rogue? It's for charity(A/n: ouch you'd think Jean would feel bad) get your butt out there when the red light is on the center of the stage." Rogue stood by the curtain.
Only then did she remember the song and winced , they'd gotten Fred to play as Santa(A/n: I know Rogue is in a Santa thing but...come on).
The red Light came on...
Amanda was still snuggled into Kurt , she was now working on a candy cane.
She nearly choked on it when she saw the curtain rise and a few people in elf Costumes and Reindeer costumes. Rogue held the microphone.
"Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys
For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys"
After the word Gentile Rogue glanced at Kitty backstage. 'What does Gentile mean anyway?' She thought to herself before making a mental note to ask later and she started walking around the stage.
"When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath"
Fred thunders towards a little 'workshop' with a pop-gun.
Covered in empty 'ammo'.
"From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo (A/n: see?)
Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
And he smiled and said, with a twinkle in his eye,
"Merry Christmas to all, now you're all gonna die!"
The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain"
Rogue mat the 'crazy in the head' motion with her finger as Feed acted the part , now he was rigging fake explosives to the little workshop stage.
"Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it
Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage
He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddie Krueger
And he picked up a flamethrower and barbecued Blitzen
And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"
Barbequed chicken legs fly into the front row, Duncan eats one. Terran sits back next to him with a black eye , she sits on a piece of chicken.
"The night Santa went crazy
The night Kris Kringle went nuts
Now you can't hardly walk around the North Pole
Without steppin' in reindeer guts"
Rogue said 'guts' with a particular flare , leaning towards the microphone stand. To (nearly) everyone's relief there where no fake guts.
"There's the National Guard and the F. B. I.
There's a van from the Eyewitness News
And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky
And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'
And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?
My my my my my my
You used to be such a jolly guy"
A few students in suits with badges that said 'press' held microphone up to Blob.
"Yes, Virginia, now Santa's doing time
In a federal prison for his infamous crime
Hey, little friend, now don't you cry no more tears
He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years
But now Vixen's in therapy and Donner's still nervous
And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service
And they say Mrs. Claus, she's on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights"
Tabitha was Mrs. Claus she was pretending to yell into the phone (each of these things happen in different parts of the stage).
"They're talkin 'bout the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nicholas flipped
Broke his back for some milk and cookies
Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped"
Rogue gestures towards a broken table with shattered glass, milk and soggy cookies, making a sweeping motion towards the mess, shaking her head.
"Wo, the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain
Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain"
She bowed, and immediately people started cleaning the stage with brooms. She walked off the stage feeling better, moving her hips a bit. For a antisocial girl , she sure liked being in the spotlight.
Album: Bad Hair Day
Title: The Night Santa Went Crazy
Disclaimer: I do not own Xmen and after re-reading this chapter...I really wish that I didn't own this idea.
Notes: Since Rogue is so very hard to find a song for she shall be doing a seasonal song. If you have ANY better idea's don't feel shy , I'll prolly make another w/ her , and Lance will be coming up soon and heeeeeeeeeeere's Rogue!
Rogue sighed as Kitty giggles, Kitty the girl who picked out this, red , tight fitting "Santa dress". It ended quite a bit north of her knee (she could still bend over with relative freedom) it had white "fur" trimming the hem and the long sleeves.
Red fishnet stockings where her own idea, and she had on black gloves....and of course the Santa hat. Kitty didn't even celebrate Christmas ,Chanukah was already over WEEKS ago so Rogue was Kitty's unwilling Barbie.
She even had her make up changed from her usual purple to what Cover girl called 'Ivory' and her lipstick was now 'Peach'. What was the point in lipstick if it didn't even change her lip color?'
" Do Ah have to go now?" Rogue asked , doubtfully starring at her face in the mirror. Kitty nodded. " Did I really do that bad?" Rogue prepared herself to cast one more withering look of 'Well duh' in her roommate's direction when she saw the real concern and looked back at the mirror. " Nah , ah jus' don't want to go changing my make up all the time. People might think I've gone all... "
Kitty raised her eyebrows. " Preppy? Rogue you know best how much stereotypes suck, besides -" she , pulled the southerner by the arm. "-you're a part of the Xmen, stop being in denial , you ARE prep." Rogue blinked as Kitty giggled again.
They where behind the stage .Rogue blinked. 'Am ah in denial? Is there still a trace of the brotherhood girl in me?' She shook her head. " No." Kitty rolled her eyes. " You think just saying no will get you out of doing this Rogue? It's for charity(A/n: ouch you'd think Jean would feel bad) get your butt out there when the red light is on the center of the stage." Rogue stood by the curtain.
Only then did she remember the song and winced , they'd gotten Fred to play as Santa(A/n: I know Rogue is in a Santa thing but...come on).
The red Light came on...
Amanda was still snuggled into Kurt , she was now working on a candy cane.
She nearly choked on it when she saw the curtain rise and a few people in elf Costumes and Reindeer costumes. Rogue held the microphone.
"Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys
For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys"
After the word Gentile Rogue glanced at Kitty backstage. 'What does Gentile mean anyway?' She thought to herself before making a mental note to ask later and she started walking around the stage.
"When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath"
Fred thunders towards a little 'workshop' with a pop-gun.
Covered in empty 'ammo'.
"From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo (A/n: see?)
Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
And he smiled and said, with a twinkle in his eye,
"Merry Christmas to all, now you're all gonna die!"
The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain"
Rogue mat the 'crazy in the head' motion with her finger as Feed acted the part , now he was rigging fake explosives to the little workshop stage.
"Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it
Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage
He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddie Krueger
And he picked up a flamethrower and barbecued Blitzen
And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"
Barbequed chicken legs fly into the front row, Duncan eats one. Terran sits back next to him with a black eye , she sits on a piece of chicken.
"The night Santa went crazy
The night Kris Kringle went nuts
Now you can't hardly walk around the North Pole
Without steppin' in reindeer guts"
Rogue said 'guts' with a particular flare , leaning towards the microphone stand. To (nearly) everyone's relief there where no fake guts.
"There's the National Guard and the F. B. I.
There's a van from the Eyewitness News
And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky
And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'
And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?
My my my my my my
You used to be such a jolly guy"
A few students in suits with badges that said 'press' held microphone up to Blob.
"Yes, Virginia, now Santa's doing time
In a federal prison for his infamous crime
Hey, little friend, now don't you cry no more tears
He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years
But now Vixen's in therapy and Donner's still nervous
And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service
And they say Mrs. Claus, she's on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights"
Tabitha was Mrs. Claus she was pretending to yell into the phone (each of these things happen in different parts of the stage).
"They're talkin 'bout the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nicholas flipped
Broke his back for some milk and cookies
Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped"
Rogue gestures towards a broken table with shattered glass, milk and soggy cookies, making a sweeping motion towards the mess, shaking her head.
"Wo, the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain
Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain"
She bowed, and immediately people started cleaning the stage with brooms. She walked off the stage feeling better, moving her hips a bit. For a antisocial girl , she sure liked being in the spotlight.