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Ho, Ho, Fucking Ho,
What a crock of shit.
We all work for Santa Claus,
we've had enough, we quit.
´qoase we do all the fucking work
while he stares at the show.
Stick you're Christmas up you're arse.
Ho, Ho, fucking Ho.
I'm Rudolf and I quit,
just who does he think he is?
That little fat cunt in the back of the sled,
cracking that fucking whip.
And me stuck in the front,
with these other useless cunts.
Stick you're Christmas up you're arse.
Ho, Ho, fucking Ho.
Ho, Ho, Fucking Ho,
What a crock of shit.
We all work for Santa Claus,
we've had enough, we quit.
´qoase we do all the fucking work
while he stares at the show.
Stick you're Christmas up you're arse.
Ho, Ho, fucking Ho.
And what about us elves,
we've had enough as well.
Working in that freezing factory,
cold as fucking ill.
Working till we drop,
with our bullocks freezing off.
Stick you're Christmas up you're arse.
Ho, Ho, fucing Ho.
Ho, Ho, Fucking Ho,
What a crock of shit.
We all work for Santa Claus,
we've had enough, we quit.
´qoase we do all the fucking work
while he stares at the show.
Stick you're Christmas up you're arse.
Ho, Ho, fucking Ho.
I’m Santa Clauses wife,
I know what he’s really like.
Sneaking in them little kids rooms,
he’s a fucking pedophile.
And indeed it is I’m drunk,
And I’m married to the cunt.
Stick you're Christmas up you're arse.
Ho, Ho, fucing Ho.
Ho, Ho, Fucking Ho,
What a crock of shit.
We all work for Santa Claus,
we've had enough, we quit.
´qoase we do all the fucking work
while he stares at the show.
Stick you're Christmas up you're arse.
Ho, Ho, fucking Ho.
So stick you're Christmas up you're arse.
Ho, Ho, fucking Ho.
Ho, Ho, Fucking Ho,
What a crock of shit.
We all work for Santa Claus,
we've had enough, we quit.
´qoase we do all the fucking work
while he stares at the show.
Stick you're Christmas up you're arse.
Ho, Ho, fucking Ho.
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