Everything was quiet in a peaceful winterland
Until four boys arrived, walking hand in hand
The boys were just walking not knowing where to go
It was the eve of Christmas covered high with snow
And they were singing a song...
In a winter, winter, winter wonderland
We are making noise, we are making noise
In a winter, winter, winter wonderland
We are making noise
Loud, proud and ugly they sang that noisy song
The words were obscene but the meaning didn't seem that wrong
The winter wonderland wasn't quiet anymore
Because four little boys were screaming bloody gore...
And they were still singing that song:
In a winter, winter, winter wonderland
We are making noise, we are making noise
In a winter, winter, winter wonderland
We are making noise
The storm did not last that long but the chaos was complete
The little boys walk further and once again the animals could breath
But that peaceful winter wonderland in his cloack of snow
Did never see the boys again, because they knew where on the go
And they were still singing that song:
In a winter, winter, winter wonderland
We are making noise, we are making noise
In a winter, winter, winter wonderland
We are making noise
In a winter, winter, winter wonderland
We are making noise, we are making noise
In a winter, winter, winter wonderland
We are making noise
We are making noise
We are making noise
We are making noise
We are making noise
We are making noise
Let's chop down the trees and kill all the fucking animals
