Lyric 04 - Happy Holidays, You Bastard

It s Christmas Eve and I ve only wrapped two fuckin presents
It s Christmas Eve and I ve only wrapped two fuckin presents
And I hate, hate, hate your guts
I hate, hate, hate your guts
And I ll never talk to you again

Unless your Dad will suck me off
I ll never talk to you again.
Unless your Mom will touch my cock
I ll never talk to you again.
Ejaculate into a sock
I ll never talk to you again
I ll never talk to you again

It s Labor Day and my grandpa just ate seven fuckin hot dogs
It s Labor Day and my grandpa just ate seven fuckin hot dogs
And he shit, shit, shit his pants
He s always fuckin shitin his pants
And I ll never talk to you again

Unless your Dad will suck me off
I ll never talk to you again.
Unless your Mom will touch my cock
I ll never talk to you again.
Ejaculate into a sock
I ll never talk to you again
I ll never talk to you again