well its chrismas eve but you're down on your luck
come along with us we're the ones you can trust
if you get fucked up and you don't give a fuck
just get fucked up with us
i was all fucked and feeling in the spirit
looking for a bathroom but no where near it
santa got drunk and he puked in a bucket
trapped in the sleigh with nowhere to chuck it
now we're flying through the air about a buck o five
santa got drunk going over state lines
dump that bucket in the middle of the air
where it lands no one cares
its chrismas eve but you're down on your luck
come along with us we're the ones you can trust
if you get fucked up and you don't give a fuck
just get fucked up with us
i was all fucked up on wine and spirits
lookin for a bathroom, but mostly a mirror
santa's bag of tricks pure and uncut
fly through the air, we dont give a fuck
its 5 am and we fucked up
dick on santa's face when he woke up
haven't yet stopped at a single place
santa still has a dick on his face
its chrismas eve but you're down on your luck
come along with us we're the ones you can trust
if you get fucked up and you don't give a fuck
just get fucked up with us
it's christmas and you're feeling fine
got you fucked up on coke and wine
stealin beer and doin lines
have a very fucked up christmas time
come along with the christmas trees
gonna fly from new york to belize
drop you in the ocean if we please
have a very fucked up christmas
have a very fucked up christmas
have a very fucked up christmas
have a very fucked up christmas