Dashing through the states
In a Chevy Impala
Over the roads we go
Blasting Nirvana
Cas is in the back
And Sam is at Dean's side
They're on a trip to hell in back
With Bobby at their side
Oh, Jingle Bell, Crowley smells
Cause he's locked in the trunk
Oh, what fun it is to hunt
And sometimes end up drunk
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Blasting Nirvana
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a Chevy Impala
The roads are often hard
And traced with bloody red
Somehow they still live
Though they're often dead
The man pain is extrem
The references are bad
But that's why we have Gabriel
To make sure we're not sad
Oh, jingle bells, Crowley smells
Cause he's locked in the trunk
Oh, what fun it is to hunt
And sometimes end up drunk
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Blasting Nirvana
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a Chevy Impala!
