Bruno Mars is cancelling Christmas.

Oh, Internet. Don't you just love cute musicians who decide not to enunciate? Of course you do. Isn't that how Fall Out Boy got so popular?
Fortunately, Bruno Mars did not actually succeed in cancelling the greatest holiday of the year. The cause for this fairly witty (thankyouverymuch) title is a misheard lyric from his song It Will Rain. Here are the words from the chorus:

'Cause there'll be no sunlight if I lose you, Baby. There'll be no clear skies, if I lose you, Baby. Just like the clouds, my eyes will do the same. If you walk away, every day it'll rain.

Ignoring how unmusical these words look once injected with standard English grammar rules applied, these are the actual words. I now shall illustrate how the words appeared in my head.

'Cause there'll be no sun, right? If I lose you, Baby, there'll be no Christmas. If I lose you, Baby, Just like the clowns, my eyes will do the same. If you walk away, every day it'll rain.

I know, right? Am I kidding? No. Am I deaf? Perhaps; I spend a lot of time around loud instruments and loud people.
This interpretation paints either a very sad picture of Bruno Mars or puts him in a questionable serial-killer position. In the first way, he explains that the subject of the song is his sunlight, and without her there will be no sun. Additionally, without her, there will be, nay, can not be a Christmas. If she leaves, he will have sad clown eyes. Perhaps he will paint his face to match the comparison he artfully makes.
But, if you think about it, (which, clearly, I have) we could be witnessing a subtle confession or threat of severe bodily harm. There'll be no sun, because I'll lock you in the closet. There'll be no Christmas, because if you last that long, I'm not buying you any presents. Just like the clowns, my eyes will do the same. But not the cute circus clowns, Baby.
I like to believe that our friend Bruno is not a viscious murderer.

I am not alone in mishearing these lyrics, either. A conversation with my inferior sibling illustrated that she misheard those words, as well, just not in the same way. (Hers also had something to do with Christmas, though it did not allude to violent crime.) And, since I am wildly in love with the Internet, I found some other chortle-inducing misheard lyrics. Here are some of them.

 Her nips, her nips I could kiss them all day if she'd let me. (Just The Way You Are)
Her eyes, her eyes, make the stars look like Van Nuys shining. (Just The Way You Are)
But every time she asks me, do I love cocaine? You know I'll say...(Just The Way You Are)
Had her ass wide open. (Grenade)  

 Here's the slightly sketchy site I found these on. (kissthisguy.com? Seriously?)