The Night before X-Mas

by Royal Hopper 

Twas the week before Christmas in the City of Sin

All the Sinners were out stalking and so were their kin

The Pimp daddies dressed boldly topped off with pearls

There customers dressed gaily and so did their girls

Grandma huddled warmly by her favorite slot machine

Cursed like a sailor and ordered a drink

Grandpa got soused while watching the game

And cursed worse than grandma when his team turned out lame

For cursing Grandpa was asked to leave the sports book

His bet was made badly and his parley kaput

Santa rolled into the City on a decorated three wheeler

Bellied up to the bar and said give me $100 on the Steelers

The bartenders said are you F**kin’ nuts

Santa said “I left the wife at home do you know any sluts”

Bartender said with a wry little grin

Here is a card for you welcome to the City of Sin

Ho Ho Santa said as he walked out the door

Good times for all and give me a Coors

The neon, the tourists, the signs the girls and the glitz

Its Vegas baby get over it

Life in Sin City is always refined

Just ask the dude curled up in a ball stoned out of his mind

Merry Christmas fellow Sinners
Rock On

I love you guys