Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Santa

Quite I get a thinking
How as we got by
Like time in our house
We even afford a fire

But we do in our house
then when I was young
Dad to suck a peppermint
And we'd all sit round his

We couldn't afford no
On our christmas
So just wheel old grandad in
And the old cunt sneeze...atchoo

Wheel him round the other granny...atchoo

things change so bloody fast
I got now of me own
Now I heard 'em their presents
Last when I got home

Santa you cunt
Where's my fucking
I've unwrapped all this junk
There's nothing i like

I've wrote you a
And i've to see you twice
You wanker
Where's my fucking

If i wanted a pair of fucking
I would've asked
This cowboy suit and set
You can right up your arse

You and mucked my order up
It's enough to you spew
It's not just me pissed off
My cheesed off too

claUs you cunt
Where's my fucking
You me you fucking cunt
You who I am

'Cos I'm the girl
You sit right on your hand
Never mind ho ho ho
my fucking pram

Next i go to see him
I'm punch him in the guts
Set his reindeer loose
Kick in the nuts

Just you wait til next
'Til we get to store
A mate of my little
'll stomping through that door

Hey and dads just check his breath
And his bloodshot eyes
Don't listen to him boys and
'Cos he tells fucking

He's a and a pervert
He's not fucking bright
'Cos fucking wanker
Forgot my fucking

Hey santa you cunt
Where's my bike
unwrapped all this other junk
There's nothing I like

I wrote you a letter
And I came to see you
You wanker
my fucking bike

Yeah I'm tell my dad on you
Fucking punch your in....cunt
I saw mummy santa