Paul Allen lyrics
Paul Allen lyrics
"I Saw Santa Signing On Lyrics"
Soldier's Last Letter Lyrics
Written by Redd Stewart and Ernest Tubb (As performed by George Jones) When the postman delivered the letter Well, it filled her old heart full of joy But she din't know 'til she read the inside It was the last one from her darling boy
It?s Christmas time in moshlands and the supermarket roof glows red. Grandad?s roasting his nuts by the fire, he?s off his fuckin? head. The kids all dancing ?round the tree, grandma?s fuckin? trippin?.
Then a voice say?s ?Oh, put that bong down, finish those cans, you lot should be kippin?.
Santa?s coming anytime now, don?t ask me when don?t ask me how, he only seems to work part-time, one day a year it?s such a crime. I fuckin? knows what?s goin? on, that fat bastard?s signing on.
He fuckin? is, I?m telling you. I fucki
Being Santa is o.k, it could be a good crack, who else do you know got a job for life but still ends up with a sack. I think Santa?s being naughty, keeping it all to himself. He don?t need no UB40 he got the National Health, twat.
Santa?s coming anytime now, don?t ask me when don?t ask me how, he only seems to work part-time, one day a year it?s such a crime. I fuckin? knows what?s goin? on, I seen that bastard signing on.
It was him, I fuckin? seen him, honest now boys, darn it he was standing in the fuckin? queue, bigfuckin? red suit on, lazy twat. Oh on my fuckin? rent-man?s life, I wouldn?t fuckin? lie to you boys, it was fuckin? sa?, Oh well fuck off then if you don?t believe me. Oh, Santa you can fuck off and all.
Now Christmas time is a special time, you musn?t stop believing, Christmas time is a special time for giving and receiving, Christmas time is a special time but the prices are fuckin? shockin?. Her indoors weighs 18 stone, I?ll never fill her fuckin? stockin?.
If I was Santa things would change, we?d all live in a grotto, flog that tree down ca
Santa?s coming anytime now, don?t ask me when don?t ask me how, he only seems to work part-time, one day a year it?s such a crime. I fuckin? knows what?s goin? on, I seen that bastard signing on. I fuckin? knows what?s goin? on, I seen that bastard signing on.
Merry Christmas, now FUCK OFF
Fuckin? Santa, if I sees him he?ll have the fuckin? head, I?m telling you.
Written by Redd Stewart and Ernest Tubb (As performed by George Jones) When the postman delivered the letter Well, it filled her old heart full of joy But she din't know 'til she read the inside It was the last one from her darling boy
It?s Christmas time in moshlands and the supermarket roof glows red. Grandad?s roasting his nuts by the fire, he?s off his fuckin? head. The kids all dancing ?round the tree, grandma?s fuckin? trippin?.
Then a voice say?s ?Oh, put that bong down, finish those cans, you lot should be kippin?.
Santa?s coming anytime now, don?t ask me when don?t ask me how, he only seems to work part-time, one day a year it?s such a crime. I fuckin? knows what?s goin? on, that fat bastard?s signing on.
He fuckin? is, I?m telling you. I fucki
Budsmokers Only Lyrics
Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. Wish: So if niggas be passin' that weed on to them thugsta niggas from Cleveland, gonna smoke 'til it's all gone. Now, we wanna bong, 'cause a nigga be creepin'. Called all my thugstas--all them niggas
n? seen him mone. Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. Wish: So if niggas be passin' that weed on to them thugsta niggas from Cleveland, gonna smoke 'til it's all gone. Now, we wanna bong, 'cause a nigga be creepin'. Called all my thugstas--all them niggas
Being Santa is o.k, it could be a good crack, who else do you know got a job for life but still ends up with a sack. I think Santa?s being naughty, keeping it all to himself. He don?t need no UB40 he got the National Health, twat.
Santa?s coming anytime now, don?t ask me when don?t ask me how, he only seems to work part-time, one day a year it?s such a crime. I fuckin? knows what?s goin? on, I seen that bastard signing on.
It was him, I fuckin? seen him, honest now boys, darn it he was standing in the fuckin? queue, bigfuckin? red suit on, lazy twat. Oh on my fuckin? rent-man?s life, I wouldn?t fuckin? lie to you boys, it was fuckin? sa?, Oh well fuck off then if you don?t believe me. Oh, Santa you can fuck off and all.
Now Christmas time is a special time, you musn?t stop believing, Christmas time is a special time for giving and receiving, Christmas time is a special time but the prices are fuckin? shockin?. Her indoors weighs 18 stone, I?ll never fill her fuckin? stockin?.
If I was Santa things would change, we?d all live in a grotto, flog that tree down ca
Holla Holiday Lyrics
All you got to do is follow the music And listen for the rhythm..listen for the rhythm [Humpty-Hump (Crowd) x4] Now here we go (HERE WE GO!) Come on (COME ON!) [Chorus x2] BOTTLES UP! It's a holla holiday PUT 'EM DOWN! Break
sh exchange and all get fuckin? blotto. If Santa comes ?round our house, he?ll have such a greetin?, he?ll also have a fuckin? shock ?coz we got central heating, OhAll you got to do is follow the music And listen for the rhythm..listen for the rhythm [Humpty-Hump (Crowd) x4] Now here we go (HERE WE GO!) Come on (COME ON!) [Chorus x2] BOTTLES UP! It's a holla holiday PUT 'EM DOWN! Break
Santa?s coming anytime now, don?t ask me when don?t ask me how, he only seems to work part-time, one day a year it?s such a crime. I fuckin? knows what?s goin? on, I seen that bastard signing on. I fuckin? knows what?s goin? on, I seen that bastard signing on.
Merry Christmas, now FUCK OFF
Fuckin? Santa, if I sees him he?ll have the fuckin? head, I?m telling you.