Uk Subs Hey Santa
Quite often I get a thinking
How as kids we got by
Like christmas time in our house
We couldn't even afford a fire
But we made do in our house
Back then when I was young
Dad used to suck a peppermint
And we'd all sit round his tongue
We couldn't afford no tinsel
On our christmas tree
So we'd just wheel old grandad in
And make the old cunt sneeze...atchoo
Wheel him round the other side granny...atchoo
Well things change so bloody fast
I got children now of me own
Now I heard 'em unwrap their presents
Last night when I got home
Santa claus you cunt
Where's my f..cking bike
I've unwrapped all this other junk
There's nothing what i like
I've wrote you a letter
And i've come to see you twice
You geriatric wanker
Where's my f..cking bike
If i wanted a pair of f..cking shoes
I would've f..cking asked
This cowboy suit and ping-pong set
You can stick right up your arse
You went and mucked my order up
It's enough to make you spew
It's not just me that's pissed off
My sister's cheesed off too
Santa claUs you cunt
Where's my f..cking pram
You promised me you f..cking cunt
You know who I am
'Cos I'm the little girl
You made sit right on your hand
Never mind your ho ho ho
Where's my f..cking pram
Next time i go to see him
I'm gonna punch him in the guts
Set his f..cking reindeer loose
Kick rudolf in the nuts
Just you wait til next year
'Til we get to that store
A mate of my little sister
'll come stomping through that door
Hey mums and dads just check his breath
And watch his bloodshot eyes
Don't listen to him boys and girls
'Cos he tells f..cking lies
He's a pisstake and a pervert
He's not even f..cking bright
'Cos that f..cking wanker
Forgot my f..cking bike
Hey santa claus you cunt
Where's my f..cking bike
I've unwrapped all this other junk
There's nothing what I like
I wrote you a f..cking letter
And I came to see you twice
You geriatric wanker
Forgot my f..cking bike
Yeah I'm gonna tell my dad on you
f..cking punch your head in....cunt
I saw mummy sucking santa
