Hey, Christian God
i hate my family
and i beg to be free
of the crap that christmas brings
an excuse for selling things
hey christian god, get outta my face
your holy ghost is a curse on the human race
i'd like to string you up one more time
no stupid sacrament, no pissy wine
what a joy to be alone
away from the buying zone
but this party'll never die
'cause christ you're such a lie
and i beg to be free
of the crap that christmas brings
an excuse for selling things
hey christian god, get outta my face
your holy ghost is a curse on the human race
i'd like to string you up one more time
no stupid sacrament, no pissy wine
what a joy to be alone
away from the buying zone
but this party'll never die
'cause christ you're such a lie
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Writer(s): Pieter Bourke, David Thrussell
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