Or, Alphan [censored] Carols ... Computer-approved songs. Your PC knows them, or Your Friend will want to know why not!

Happy Times - A nice, upbeat song.
Jingle Bells


Dashing through corridors, pushing infareds out the way
Over the bodies we go, laughing all the way!
Barrels on lasers twist, making beams bright
What fun it is to shoot and miss and kill commies tonight.

Chorus:
Happy times, happy times, happy all the way!
O what fun it is to shoot commies every day.
Happy times, happy times, happy all the way!
O what fun it is to shoot commies every day.

Away in a chreche
Away in the manger

Away in a chreche, no room for a vid,
My little clone brother waited for me to be dead.
The laser lights in the hallway showed where clone one lay,
And little clone brother will waken this day.

The commies are shooting, the clone he always,
But little clone brother, no crying he makes.
I love thee, clone brother, fire lasers from high
And stay by my body until scrubots are nigh.

Be near me clone brother
I ask thee to stay
Shoot commies forever
With your laser ray

Hark! The infareds do sing!
Hark! The herald angels sing

Hark! The infareds do sing!
Glory to the computer King!
Peace in Alpha and mercy mild
You and traitors reconciled
Joyful, all ye alphans rise
Watch as the traitor dies!
With th' glorious One proclaim
We serve the Computer's name!
Hark! The infareds do sing!
Glory to the computer King!

Good High Programmer
Good King Wenceslas

Good High Programmer looked out
At the traitors cloven
When the ash lay round about
Deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shone red light that night
Tho the foes were cruel
When a commie came in site
Trying to steal fuel.

Hither, Bot, and stand by me
If you know it telling:
Yonder commie, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?
Coder, he lives a good day hence,
Underneath the Complex
Right in the dungeons dense
Hiding from the Complex

Bring me weapons, bring me guns
Bring my warbots hither!
You and I will see him run
When we take arms thither!
Programmer and servant went
With weapons armed to win
And the dungeon mutants lament
That they were made of sin.

Joy To The Computer
Joy to the world

Joy to the Computer! his will is come
Let commies die of firing;
Let every sinner find his doom,
And loyal and true alphans sing!
And loyal and true alphans sing!
And loyal, and loyal, and true alphans sing!

Rudolph The Red-Nosed Traitor
Uhm, guess the source....

You know Dasher and Dancer
And Prancer and Vixed,
Comet and Stupid
And Donner and Blitzed.
But do you recall
The most loved traitor of all?

Rudolph the red-nosed traitor
(traitor)
Had a very shiny nose
(like a laser)
And if you ever saw it
(saw it)
You would even say it glows
(like a [deleted])
All of the other traitors
(traitors)
Used to laugh and call him names
(like target)
They never let poor Rudolph
(Rudolph)
Play in any traitor games
(like Kill the Clone)

Then one foggy Alphan Eve
IntSec came to say
(Oh Oh No)
Rudolph with your nose so bright
Won't you betray the traitors tonight?
Then all the Alphans loved him
(loved him)
And they shouted out with glee
(yippee)
"Rudolph the red-nosed traitor
(traitor)
You'll go down in history!"
(as a commie!)