The Real Quaid — Thank God It's Christmas lyrics

Lyrics

Thank God it’s Christmas
The best time of the year
Thank God it’s Christmas
Let’s drink a fucking beer
Thank God it’s Christmas
Get out the mistletoe
Thank God it’s Christmas
I’m full of Christmas cheer. although
Came home last night
Walked through the door
See your clothes on the floor
You’re with him
In our bed
Inside I’m dead. but still.
…It's Christmas
Comes just once a year
Thank God it’s Christmas
I’ve got nothing to fear
Thank God it’s Christmas
My favourite holiday
Thank God it’s Christmas
Good times on the way. But now
Go pack your things
You’re a disgrace
Can’t believe it ended this way
You’ve taken
All I have
The only thing that I’ve got left is. Christmas
VERSE/BRIDGE:
He turns round
I see his beard
It’s everything that I feared
A big red hat. A sleigh out back
He’s about to empty his sack!
He’s ruined Christmas
The best time of the year
He’s fucked up Christmas
Fat cunts drunk all my beer
Now I hate Christmas
Cause of that stupid hoe
She got his dick out
Under the mistletoe
Now I hate Christmas.
(The worst time of the year)
Now I hate Christmas.
(Fat cunts drunk all my beer)
Now I hate Christmas.
(Screw all this Christmas cheer)
Yeah I hate Christmas.
And Santa too!