FabSwingers.com forum: Songs for christmas

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Quite often I get to thinking how as kids we got by

Like at Christmas time at our house we couldn't even afford a fire

Quite often I get to thinking how as kids we got by

Like at Christmas time at our house we couldn't even afford a fire

But we made do with what we had back then when I was young

Dad used to suck a peppermint and we'd all sit around his tongue

We couldn't afford no sparkling tinsel for our Christmas tree

So we'd just wheel old Granddad in and make the old cunt sneeze

(ahh-CHOO... wheel him round the other side nanna)

But things changed pretty bloody quick, I've got kids now of me own

And I heard 'em unwrap their pressies, last night when I got home

Hey Santa Claus you cunt, where's me fuckin' bike?

I've unwrapped all this other junk and there's nothing that I like

I wrote you a fuckin' letter and I come to see you twice

You worn out geriatric fart, you forgot me fuckin' bike

If I'd a' wanted a pair of bloody thongs, I would have bloody asked

And this cowboy suit and ping pong set you can shove right up your arse

You've stuffed me bloody order up, it's enough to make you spew

But it's not just me who's snakey, me sister's dirty too

Hey Santa Clause you cunt, where's me fuckin' pram?

You promised me you'd bring me one, you remember who I am

Cause I'm the little girl what you made sit right on your hand

I'll give you fuckin' ho ho ho, you forgot me fucking pram

Next time I come to see ya I'm gonna punch you in the guts

And I'll let your fuckin' reindeer go and kick Rudolf in the nuts

You just wait til next year, when you get back to that store

And me and me little sister come stomping through the door

And we'll say, yeah you wait for it:

Hey mum's and dad's you smell his breath and check his bloodshot eyes

And don't listen to him boys and girls cause he tells fucking lies

He's just a piss tank and a pervert, and he's not even very bright

Cause the old fuckin' wanker forgot me fuckin' bike

Hey Santa Claus you cunt, where's me fuckin' bike?

I've unwrapped all this other junk and there's nothing that I like

I wrote you a fuckin' letter and I come to see you twice

You worn out geriatric fart, you forgot me fuckin' bike

Fuckin' dob you in you old cunt

Tell me old man on you, he'll punch your fuckin' lights out

I saw mummy sucking Santa Claus

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

"I'm not even gonna read that

"
ok in a nutshell

Hey Santa Claus you cunt, where's me fuckin' bike?

I've unwrapped all this other junk and there's nothing that I like

I wrote you a fuckin' letter and I come to see you twice

You worn out geriatric fart, you forgot me fuckin' bike

If I'd a' wanted a pair of bloody thongs, I would have bloody asked

And this cowboy suit and ping pong set you can shove right up your arse

You've stuffed me bloody order up, it's enough to make you spew

But it's not just me who's snakey, me sister's dirty too

Hey Santa Clause you cunt, where's me fuckin' pram?

You promised me you'd bring me one, you remember who I am

Cause I'm the little girl what you made sit right on your hand

I'll give you fuckin' ho ho ho, you forgot me fucking pram