Santa’s Bitter
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Loading ...T’was the night before Chrismas - Old Santa was pissed
He cussed out the elves and threw down his list
Miserable little brats, ungrateful little jerks
I have good mind to scap the whole works
I’ve busted my ass for damn near a year
Instead of “Thanks Santa” - whad do i hear
The old lady bitches cause I work late at night
The elves want more money - The reindeer all fight
Rudoph got drunk and goosed all the maids
Donner is pregnant and Vixen has AIDS
And just when I thought that thinkgs would get better
Those assholes from IRS sent ma a letter
They say I owe taxes - if that ain’t damn funny
Who the hell ever sent Santa Clause any money
And the kids these days - they all are the pits
They want the impossible …….Those mean little shits
I spent a whole year making wagons and sleds
Assembling dolls…Their arms, legs, and heads
I made a ton of yo yo’s - No request for them
They want computers and robots…they think I’m IBM!!
If you think that’s bad…just picture this
Try holding those brats….with their pants full of piss!!
They pull on my nose - they grab at my beard
And if I don’t smile..the parents think I weird
Flying through the air..dodging the trees
Falling down chimneys and skinning my knees
I’m quitting this job…there’s just no enjoyment
I’ll sit on my fat ass and draw unemployment
There’s no Christmas this year…now you know the reason
I found me a blonde.. I’m going SOUTH for the season!!
