[ Featuring the Yoghurt Man ]
Waking up to a surprise
My Senses are filled with mince pies
Makes me forget all my fathers lies
As he covers up my dogs demise
Ah, the cinnamon scent that eggnog brings
Combined with a bell as it dings
Reminds me how you broke both of my shins
And left with the kids and half my f*cking things
Smell, and you'll see
The rudimentary smell of holly
Is making people jolly
Oh, if only i knew how to have fun
Red as a rose
Santa's bringing all his spices
Which more than just entices
Its way up my nose
Stopping me from ending it with a gun for now
It would all be okay
If solitude i could find
Just for one Christmas day
But i'm only six, and I'm blind
My only happiness comes from smell
Which brings me out of my very real hell, so very real hell
Smell, and hopefully
The warm smell of blackberry
Will force me to be merry
Oh, if only i could stop crying
Red as a robin
Santa's bringing all his cheer
That's only recreated with beer
I eat spam out of the tin
I swear to one day I'll see my kids again
F*ck you Sharon here's a Christmas solo
I miss the two
Nancy and Steven, Nancy and Steven
I saw them last ten years ago
But you took them, thinking it was even
As my alcoholic tendencies continued to grow
Oh, its not like i need some sort of f*cking therapy, therapy
Just tons and tons of more Jack Daniel's whiskey, Jack Daniel's Whiskey
Christmas
