Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hey Santa, artist - UK Subs. Album song Japan Today, in the genre ПанкDate of issue: 30.09.2009
Record label: Fall Out, Jungle
Song language: English
Hey Santa |
| Quite often I get a thinking |
| How as kids we got by |
| Like christmas time in our house |
| We couldn’t even afford a fire |
| But we made do in our house |
| Back then when I was young |
| Dad used to suck a peppermint |
| And we’d all sit round his tongue |
| We couldn’t afford no tinsel |
| On our christmas tree |
| So we’d just wheel old grandad in |
| And make the old cunt sneeze… atchoo |
| Wheel him round the other side granny… atchoo |
| Well things change so bloody fast |
| I got children now of me own |
| Now I heard 'em unwrap their presents |
| Last night when I got home |
| Santa claus you cunt |
| Where’s my fucking bike |
| I’ve unwrapped all this other junk |
| There’s nothing what i like |
| I’ve wrote you a letter |
| And i’ve come to see you twice |
| You geriatric wanker |
| Where’s my fucking bike |
| If i wanted a pair of fucking shoes |
| I would’ve fucking asked |
| This cowboy suit and ping-pong set |
| You can stick right up your arse |
| You went and mucked my order up |
| It’s enough to make you spew |
| It’s not just me that’s pissed off |
| My sister’s cheesed off too |
| Santa claUs you cunt |
| Where’s my fucking pram |
| You promised me you fucking cunt |
| You know who I am |
| 'Cos I’m the little girl |
| You made sit right on your hand |
| Never mind your ho ho ho |
| Where’s my fucking pram |
| Next time i go to see him |
| I’m gonna punch him in the guts |
| Set his fucking reindeer loose |
| Kick rudolf in the nuts |
| Just you wait til next year |
| 'Til we get to that store |
| A mate of my little sister |
| 'll come stomping through that door |
| Hey mums and dads just check his breath |
| And watch his bloodshot eyes |
| Don’t listen to him boys and girls |
| 'Cos he tells fucking lies |
| He’s a pisstake and a pervert |
| He’s not even fucking bright |
| 'Cos that fucking wanker |
| Forgot my fucking bike |
| Hey santa claus you cunt |
| Where’s my fucking bike |
| I’ve unwrapped all this other junk |
| There’s nothing what I like |
| I wrote you a fucking letter |
| And I came to see you twice |
| You geriatric wanker |
| Forgot my fucking bike |
| Yeah I’m gonna tell my dad on you |
| Fucking punch your head in… cunt |
| I saw mummy sucking santa |