Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Santa Claus

Quite often I get to how as kids we got by
Like at Christmas time at our house we couldn't even a fire

But we made do what we had back then when I was young
Dad used to a peppermint and we'd all sit around his tongue

We couldn't afford no sparkling tinsel for our tree
So we'd just wheel old Granddad in and make the old sneeze
(ahh-CHOO... wheel him round the other nanna)

But changed pretty bloody quick, I've got kids now of me own
And I 'em unwrap their pressies, last night when I got home

Hey Santa you cunt, where's me fuckin' bike?
I've all this other junk and there's nothing that I like
I wrote you a fuckin' letter and I to see you twice
You worn out geriatric fart, you me fuckin' bike

If I'd a' wanted a pair of thongs, I would have bloody asked
And this cowboy suit and ping pong set you can shove up your arse
You've stuffed me bloody order up, it's enough to make you
But it's not me who's snakey, me sister's dirty too

Hey Santa you cunt, where's me fuckin' pram?
You promised me bring me one, you remember who I am
I'm the little girl what you made sit right on your hand
I'll give you fuckin' ho ho ho, you forgot me fucking

Next I come to see ya I'm gonna punch you in the guts
And let your fuckin' reindeer go and kick Rudolf in the nuts
You just wait til next year, when you get back to store
And me and me little sister stomping through the door

And we'll say, yeah you for it:
Hey mum's and dad's you smell his breath and check his bloodshot
And don't listen to him boys and girls cause he tells fucking
He's just a tank and a pervert, and he's not even very bright
Cause the old fuckin' wanker forgot me fuckin'

Hey Claus you cunt, where's me fuckin' bike?
I've unwrapped all this other junk and nothing that I like
I wrote you a fuckin' letter and I come to see you
You worn out fart, you forgot me fuckin' bike

dob you in you old cunt
Tell me old man on you, he'll punch your lights out
I saw mummy Santa Claus