Carol of the Bells
O Holy Night
Happy Christmas (War Is Over)
Let It Snow
Do They Know It’s Christmas?

And to finish on a happy note (for those who were around yesterday):

Jingle Bell Rock

Happy holidays everybody! Peace out!

This man is the one and only Greaves and he has finally launched his new site CG-Recommended

Rest assured I do believe that the site itself is CG Recommended so go on and check it out!

Moddin’ and choppin’, I’m back at it again
I know that, it’s my fault, what was I thinkin’ (no)
Its got shiny rims, this is crazy
It ain’t nothing like the car I used to own
Got a wing, got neons, cool with all my ‘gangstas’
I should go, truth is I feel like doing laps, but no
Damn these shiny rims, and it’s crazy
It ain’t nothing like the car I used to own

[Bridge]
Man I really wanna win a race, cause I’m tired of losin’
And I really hope it runs the way that I want it to
I said I really need to paint it red, because its dyin’
It’s no excuse, no excuse
But I got this

[Chorus 2x]
I got this ricebox where my car used to be (but I got this)
I got this ricebox where my car used to be (said I got this)
It’s so low, it’s so low, it’s so low, it’s so low (ooooh)
It’s so low, it’s so low, it’s so low

Why can’t I drive it right, just can’t get it to go
I revved it up, it let me down, I won’t do that no more
Its got shiny rims, this is crazy
It ain’t nothing like the car I used to own
I don’t mean to scrape the back of my car but I can’t help it
‘Cause it is not in the same ol’ condition that I had it
And I, I apologize, for making you deaf
Look me in my eye and tell me that my subs are the shit

[Bridge]
Man I really wanna win a race, cause I’m tired of losin’
And I really hope it runs the way that I want it to
I said I really need to paint it red, because its dyin’
It’s no excuse, no excuse
But I got this

[Chorus 2x]
I got this ricebox where my car used to be (but I got this)
I got this ricebox where my car used to be (said I got this)
It’s so low, it’s so low, it’s so low, it’s so low (ooooh)
It’s so low, it’s so low, it’s so low

I don’t wanna be stuck up on this high speed hump (’cause I don’t wanna be) [2x]
Don’t wanna lose this race better inject that NOS now [6x]

[Bridge]
Man I really wanna win a race, cause I’m tired of losin’
And I really hope it runs the way that I want it to
I said I really need to paint it red, because its dyin’
It’s no excuse, no excuse
But I got this

[Chorus 2x]
I got this ricebox where my car used to be (but I got this)
I got this ricebox where my car used to be (said I got this)
It’s so low, it’s so low, it’s so low, it’s so low (ooooh)
It’s so low, it’s so low, it’s so low

They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.

Lest We Forget…