Happy Holidays, You Bastard
Blink-182
It's Christmas Eve,
and I've only wraped two fucking presents.
It's Christmas Eve, and I've only wraped two fucking 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)
And I'll never talk to you again!
(Unless your mom will tough my cock)
And I'll never talk to you again! (Ejaculate into a sock)
And I'll never talk to you again, I'll never talk to you again!
It's Labor Day and and my grandpa just ate seven fucking hot-dogs.
Labor Day and and my grandpa just ate seven fucking hot-dogs.
And he shit shit shits his pants,
he's always fuckin' shittin' his pants.
And I'll never talk to you again!
(Unless your dad will suck me off)
And I'll never talk to you again!
(Unless your mom will tough my cock)
And I'll never talk to you again!
Ejaculate into a sock)
And I'll never talk to you again,
I'll never talk to you again!