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John Carver Sings A Song (Thanksgiving 2023 Horror Movie Parody)

Available on Spotify here - https://open.spotify.com/track/3owf02... Beat by Maxxbeats Connect with the Don + LINKTREE - https://linktr.ee/aaronfrasernash iTunes - https://itun.es/gb/SeEadb Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/artist/4p8Bt... Instagram -   / frasernash   TikTok - https://vm.tiktok.com/ZSTdDd2W/ Twitter -   / frasernash   Snapchat - fraser-nash PS4 - DonFraserNash Here's the lyrics - John carver It’s that time of the year, people lose their heads Fighting for their Black Friday deals, security fled It was a rampage, people lost their way But some were more responsible I would say And becus you live streamed while they passed away I think it’s fair to say that’s some deserve to pay! What are you thankful for? Inciting What are you thankful for? Riots What are you thankful for? Getting away with What are you thankful for? Murder Pass the machete it’s time to carve the turkey I roasted this big old bird she kicked like a donkey The red wine is flowing, out your arteries (pop cork) There will be no leftovers at this thanksgiving feast The tables set, everybody’s in place Mannys dribbling all over his plate He can’t wait to have a little taste But where will it go, his body’s misplaced It was 1621 when the thanksgiving dinners begun But none will be quite as memorable as this one Becus just like Evan I will be a live streamer You’ll break the internet with your brains and the meat tenderiser What are you thankful for? Inciting What are you thankful for? Riots What are you thankful for? Getting away with What are you thankful for? Murder Pass the machete it’s time to carve the turkey I roasted this big old bird she kicked like a donkey The red wine is flowing, out your arteries (pop cork) There will be no leftovers at this thanksgiving feast What are you thankful for? What are you thankful for? What are you thankful for? What are you thankful for? Pass the machete it’s time to carve the turkey I roasted this big old bird she kicked like a donkey The red wine is flowing, out your arteries (pop cork) There will be no leftovers at this thanksgiving feast My pump shotgun will turn your insides To a bright red pumpkin pie