Luyện nghe bài hát X-Mas on the Isthmus

It's X-Mas on the of Panama
We're this Christmas
No Santa
No men, no angels

No trucks
No
No
We're shit out of

Ah, we all our stockings
On the palm with care
up all night
Still nothin'

So we snorted some
And shot up myrrh
Stayed up two days
to make sure

Ah it's X-Mas on the Isthmus of
hopeless, we're dopeless
No Claus
No wise men, no

No mistletoe
No reindeer, no
We're out of luck
Bethlehem, bethle-her,
Bethle-me,

Ah, there's something X-Mas
That me to tears
an chestnuts
An roastin'

That from the Bible
only son
The injection
Ah, you the one

Well, they wadn't from around
They was strangers
So they called up the front
"Let me to the manger"

was horses, there was cows
There was sheep, was pigs
asked Joseph
"Hey who booked gig?"

Ah, it's on the Isthmus of Panama
We're shiftless, we're
No Santa
No wise men, no

No mistletoe
No reindeer, no
We're out of luck
Bethlehem, bethle-her,
Bethle-me,