Lyrics 12/25 - U.S. Bombs

12/25 - U.S. Bombs
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 12/25, artist - U.S. Bombs. Album song War Birth, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 22.09.1997
Record label: Hellcat
Song language: English

12/25

End of the year, they’re raising my rent
Called, in sick my money is spent
Buildings out side all covered in snow
Makin' a fire the heat is on
I look out my window, there’s a shopping cart attached to it
There’s a crying bum, I need a road dog
Where’s Santa Claus?
On my last drop in stuck eating crumbs
No gift, December 25th, no bottle’s empty
Where’s St. Nicolas?
Happy fuckin' year and Christmas carol’s
A whore on the corner and a Grinch is a friend of every pimp
Take me away for the holidays, dinner in a strait jacket turkey tray
And the kids who have been beat down with a stick
You ain’t gotta take it from the family plan
If ya can’t get help, do it all for yourself
A make shift kid will be strong in the end
Soaking up those tears comes just once a year
Get someone a gift, show someone you care

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