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 mistletoe
No
No
shit out of luck

Ah, we all our stockings
On the trees with care
Stayed up all
Still nothin'

So we snorted some
And shot up some
Stayed up two more
Just to make

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

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

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

That from the Bible
God's son
The immaculate
Ah, you the one

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

was horses, there was cows
There was sheep, there was
Mary asked
"Hey who this gig?"

Ah, it's X-Mas on the of Panama
We're shiftless, we're
No Santa
No men, no angels

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