Drinking
My Way Through Christmas
I am drinking my way through Christmas.
My whole life’s just one big blooper.
I am drinking my way through Christmas.
Singing “Jingle Bells” in an alcoholic stupor.
I am drinking my way through Christmas.
She’s gone, I’m broke, lost my job, lost my hope.
I am drinking my way through Christmas.
The only present I want this year is rope.
I am drinking my way through Christmas.
I fantasize about kicking Santa in the balls.
I am drinking my way through Christmas.
Down the chimney the old fatso falls.
I am drinking my way through Christmas.
Those reindeer better not shit on my roof.
I am drinking my way through Christmas.
The only nog I want is 90 proof.
So I am drinking my way through Christmas.
I’ll wake alone on Christmas morn.
I am drinking my way through Christmas
wishing Jesus had never been born.
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