Story Behind the Song
Hate towards Bin Ladin was the motivation for the song. The song is a parody of Jingle Bells bad mouthing Bin Ladin. It was written in Baker Montana and it took about 10 minutes to write it. It was about 3 mintues to record it and nearly 20 retakes to get it right.
Lyrics
Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s fucking gone, no one really gives a shit that’s why I sing this song. Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s fucking gone, no one really gives a shit that’s why I sing this song.
If I had a gun, I would shoot you in the head, you can beat your ass, that you would be dead, I don’t give a shit, about your fucking life, and if I had a chance, I would stab you with a knife.
Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s fucking gone, no one really gives a shit that’s why I sing this song. Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s fucking gone, no one really gives a shit that’s why I sing this song.
I opened my window, one Christmas night, I saw his head, what an awful sight, I don’t know why, I took a fucking gun, but I shot that bastard down, just for the fun.
Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s fucking gone, no one really gives a shit that’s why I sing this song. Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s fucking gone, no one really gives a shit that’s why I sing this song.
If he was dead, it would be so nice, I would take his coffin, and send it through the ice, I would let the fish, eat his rotten corps, because Bin Ladin, you’re the fucking worst.
Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s fucking gone, no one really gives a shit that’s why I sing this song. Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s fucking gone, no one really gives a shit that’s why I sing this song.
Dashing through his cave, as a funny fucking prank, through his house we go, with fourteen fucking tanks, if I had a chance, I would take a fucking bomb, throw it at his fucking head while I sing this fucking song.
Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s fucking gone, no one really gives a shit that’s why I sing this song. Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s fucking gone, no one really gives a shit that’s why I sing this song.
If I knew where you hide, it would be so grand, I would kick your ass, with the Taliban’s, there’s no place you can hide, will find you at last, when we finally do, will kick your fucking ass.
Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s fucking gone, no one really gives a shit that’s why I sing this song. Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s gone, Bin Ladin’s fucking gone, no one really gives a shit that’s why I sing this song.
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