Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sad Christmas Song , by - Twiztid. Release date: 20.10.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sad Christmas Song |
| Hey Frank! |
| — Hey Roger |
| Hey, can I see you in my office for a minute? |
| — Yeah, sure… Hey Stew why the boss wants me for a minute? |
| He probably got the cash |
| Yeah have a seat (What's up boss?) |
| We’re making some cutbacks |
| — I know you’re not talking about me, I’m here 15 years, I got a seniority |
| Hey, you gotta let it go |
| — I got kids man! |
| It is what it is |
| He’s depressed in the dumps |
| Victim of involving economy got bunked off the Assembly line |
| And he feels like a chump |
| Wonder how he’s gonna bring turkey for the giving and presents for the receiving |
| This sucks, one day if Obama has to go without |
| Explaining to his children how Santa must’ve missed a route |
| I don’t think so, he’s much too proud |
| To admit defeat or even accept handouts |
| So he tells his wife that everything panned out |
| At the plant and christmas is on his plan |
| Tears of joy fill her eyes, but inside |
| He feels even worse for lying and he wants to die |
| He pretends to go to work everyday |
| But he’s not going to work, he’s just wasting away |
| In the front seat of a parking lot up the street |
| Where he punches his steering wheel repeatedly saying «Why me?» |
| Sometimes it gets real hard |
| When you got no money and you got no job |
| And you got no reason to be celebratin' |
| And it seems like you’re in a hopeless situation |
| (I got the chrismtas blew) |
| Got the headlights turned off, the radio, too |
| With the garage door closed so we get all the fumes |
| Windows down so the exhaust gets through |
| And all the windshield, man, fuck it, Christmas, too |
| This is my gift to the bitch that ruined it all |
| Fuck Monoxide, this is straight from Paul |
| I probably should have seen all the writing all on the wall |
| But it’s beginning with the cell phones calls didn’t deminish |
| Didn’t have a job? |
| So what? |
| Your work buddy’s |
| Just one of the many people you was putting above me |
| I was thinking that you love me but when really it was a laughable situation |
| So now I’m ugly in this with your face (I think?) |
| Case of point in a minute you’ll be dead |
| And then an hour after that all of your family’s comin' in |
| And then an hour after that it’s on the evening news |
| That the Christmas Blues was the reason I killed you |
| I don’t give a fuck I’ve been working here for 7 years |
| And this motherfucker just fired me |
| Like I ain’t nothing but a piece of shit |
| (Hey Paul, you gotta calm down!) |
| That’s a fucking loyalty issue baby |
| I gotta go there and handle my bussines |
| (It looks like he’s got a fucking gun!) |
| I got something for all of you motherfuckers |
| All you motherfuckers! |
| What?! |
| (Gunshot) |
| Dial it all on bread she said momma gotta pay the bills |
| More mouths to feed in a house upon a hills |
| Husband now reserved in the army and was gone and |
| Two months ago at night when he was sleeping |
| He was a medic in the army and a doctor in the states |
| Light was the oyster with money to take a taste |
| Take a page out the book, live happily ever after |
| Til a phone call turned to see a man into disaster |
| Was a sergeant of the army on the ether end |
| Said he had a little level nice on her husband |
| Grace yourself, ma’am, take a seat |
| Your husband has died in service of the country |
| We will send his remains and his personal affects |
| To his last residence, I think that’s your address |
| So she’s out gambling to help her forget |
| That she hasn’t told her kids that their father’s dead yet |