Christmas is here again filled with hope The time of year to use the soap A little boychild runs to open the door But it leaves Him bleeding on the floor
Cause Father Christmas full of grace Kicks the door into his face It breaks his nose with the loudest sound Yeah, father Christmas has come to town
Santa is drunk, Santa is out of control Santa is drunk, Santa is out on parole
He doesn't care about christmas lists And snotty children makes Him pissed His only interest is drinking beerHe won't get sober, not this year
Santa is drunk, Santa is out of control Santa is drunk, Santa is out on parole
Beware of Sathana Claus...Look out for Sathana Claus...
Look out!!!!!
[Chemical warfare against the soap/Stringburner]
With the whiskeybottle in His hand He takes a bite from the family ham He doesn't notice or doesn't care And starts to shit in His underwear
The hairy legs turn to brown His trousers changes shape He laughs the family in the face Cause he is not ashamed
Santa is drunk, Santa is out of control Santa is drunk, Santa has jumped the parole
Christmas is over but not the booze Don't care about jail, He's on the loose Rudolf the reindeer has been shot And virgin Mary was raped, that slut!
Take your time to heal your bones You are a nervous wreck But Santa knows where all of you live And next year He'll be back!!!
Santa is drunk, Santa is out of control Santa is drunk, Santa has jumped the parole Sathana ClausTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
