BIG SISMAS
This Christmas I'm not giving in
My mum, my dad, they don't need shit
I'm sick of all these rubbish lies
There ain't no sleigh up in the sky
It's Bezos, it's Gates
You're suckers
You're bait
The reindeer
They're fake
The cookies
They're laced
The children so greedy
The daddies so needy
Sitting, sleeping, mum is weeping
Christmas needs some therapy
The dinner's fucking hectic
We're brawling 'bout the Brexit
I can't go to the pub cause it's crawling with my exes
But this year somethings changing
I'm motherfucking staying
Not coming home for Christmas
Not falling for that business
Don't give mum another robe
She's up to here with fucking robes
Give mum a trip to Mykonos
So she can finally be alone
This Christmas I'm not giving in
My mum my dad they don't need shit
I'm sick of all these rubbish lies
There ain't no sleigh up in the sky
Don't you sit upon his lap that man is fucking mental
I saw him in the parking lot smoking down a menthol
That mug ain't full of cocoa, one sip you'll be a no show
The only sack he's dumping he's done busted on his ho ho's
The logic's fully fucked
Mrs. Claus gets fucking cucked
I'm forced to eat the crab cakes and the travel plans get mucked
I'm sorry to the kiddies, but I'll give you all the skinny
Even normal sized intruders can't fit down a fucking chimney
Can't fit down a fucking chimney
Can't fit down a fucking chimney
Can't fit down a fucking chimney
Can't fit down a fucking chimney
Can't fit down a fucking chimney
Can't fit down a fucking chimney
Even normal sized intruders can't fit down a fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
This Christmas I'm not giving in
My mum my dad they don't need shit
I'm sick of all these rubbish lies
There ain't no sleigh up in the sky
Ho ho ho ho ho ho, Merry Christmas
My mum, my dad, they don't need shit
I'm sick of all these rubbish lies
There ain't no sleigh up in the sky
It's Bezos, it's Gates
You're suckers
You're bait
The reindeer
They're fake
The cookies
They're laced
The children so greedy
The daddies so needy
Sitting, sleeping, mum is weeping
Christmas needs some therapy
The dinner's fucking hectic
We're brawling 'bout the Brexit
I can't go to the pub cause it's crawling with my exes
But this year somethings changing
I'm motherfucking staying
Not coming home for Christmas
Not falling for that business
Don't give mum another robe
She's up to here with fucking robes
Give mum a trip to Mykonos
So she can finally be alone
This Christmas I'm not giving in
My mum my dad they don't need shit
I'm sick of all these rubbish lies
There ain't no sleigh up in the sky
Don't you sit upon his lap that man is fucking mental
I saw him in the parking lot smoking down a menthol
That mug ain't full of cocoa, one sip you'll be a no show
The only sack he's dumping he's done busted on his ho ho's
The logic's fully fucked
Mrs. Claus gets fucking cucked
I'm forced to eat the crab cakes and the travel plans get mucked
I'm sorry to the kiddies, but I'll give you all the skinny
Even normal sized intruders can't fit down a fucking chimney
Can't fit down a fucking chimney
Can't fit down a fucking chimney
Can't fit down a fucking chimney
Can't fit down a fucking chimney
Can't fit down a fucking chimney
Can't fit down a fucking chimney
Even normal sized intruders can't fit down a fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
Fucking chimney
This Christmas I'm not giving in
My mum my dad they don't need shit
I'm sick of all these rubbish lies
There ain't no sleigh up in the sky
Ho ho ho ho ho ho, Merry Christmas
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