Episode 31 of MacCraft.
Twas The Night Before Christmas: Scottland Edition
Written by Mac, Ashley, Zack, and Adam
Performed by Markiz
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Zack will record with them there.
Nah, hold up, there's Mac, and as far as I can see
She's logged onto Scottland, and she's got TNT
Aw fuck, looks like she's blowing up the pagoda,
That girl needs to get that dirt off her shoulda.
The children of Scottland are tucked into bed.
So Mac tip-toes in and gives Griffan head.
Then she blows up his house and he starts to cry,
But his tears don't affect her, and off she did fly.
Now she's laying it down and blowing up the clock,
I guess nobody sucked her big black cock,
Damn, that was a mistake, cuz as you can see,
She's leavin' holes and craters and big ol ravines.
The treehouse, its leaves made of kindling dry
Could be seen for miles as flames licked the sky
No news of this folly would reach other lands
For the news station burned, to its last cameraman
Such carnage and cruelty could scarcely be true
But she next set her sights on the much-beloved zoo
Who could guess a cat lover would do such a thing
But explosions were followed by animal screams
It's clear that the Shadowlands will not be spared
The Temple, the Chicken, the Balloons in the air
Wards and spells failed to guard the School of Magic
Its strong walls turned rubble, all the more tragic
Next she torched Tallman, with his builds so jank
She burned them all up, like this grass oh so dank
Ne'er was a bed she did not take down
That riddled the skies of Scottland year round
John Mence's castle, too proud to let stand
Mac was itching to make it look like Afghanistan
Its drawbridge once held off all who'd attack it
But Mac blew that up too and called him a faggot
Like a terrorist, she's taking down builds in SamCity,
This is just like 9/11, oh what a pity.
Now Nintendoland's gone, just like that.
I can picture her sitting there, laughing with her cat.
She tried to blast Bill
With his belly like Jell-O
But he gave her a kiss
Like a jolly good fellow
Then off like a light
he went with a boom
With a bip, and a bop,
and a zip zop zang zoom!
Man, that nigga is crazy, and now I can tell,
Cuz she's blowing up the National Archives as well.
Now she's taking a dump on everyone's lawn,
AW HELL NAW, NOW SHE'S BLOWIN UP SPAWN.
Looks like she logged off, and just in time,
Cuz I'm bouts to end this rhyme.
Evilmacaroon, you a crazy bitch,
You lucky I'm Markiz and I ain't no snitch.
Music by Kevin MacLeodhttp://incompetech.com/music/royalty-free/