Oh my God, we should do another song!
But we already said: Bye, bye, bye
But it's Christmas!
So you wanna write a song about Jesus Christ?
Or Santa Claus
Or his wife
Who the hell is Santa's wife?
She the baddest, she a savage
She makes the best cookies ever
She no average
Think he schedules by himself
Then you're mad, bitch
Every kid got a gift 'cause she planned shit
Not the face of the campaign
But she is the brain
Ain't no side dish, honey
'Cause she is the main
So, she really has a seat at the table?
No, she ate
Oh? She left no crumbs on her plate
There's a saint at the North Pole
And it isn't Saint Nick
Her name is Gertrude
And she's got a long
Dick!
List. Sh-she's got a long list
She says
Ho, ho, ho
Merry Christmas from the Pole
I hope it fucking snows
Don't eat the cookie dough
Ho, ho, ho
Merry Christmas from the Pole
Let's start the fucking show
One, two, three, let's go
She's no goodie, she's a baddie
Everybody knows her addy
Not the mommy, call her daddy
(Sorry?) Daddy
(Sorry?) Daddy
There's a saint at the Pole
And it isn't Saint Nick
No, her name is Gertrude
And she's got a long
List. Yeah, I was getting to that
She says
Ho, ho, ho
Merry Christmas from the Pole
I hope it fucking snows
Don't eat the cookie dough
Ho, ho, ho
Merry Christmas from the Pole
Let's start the fucking show
One, two, three, let's go
Christmas (tree), snowman (glee)
Reindeer (neigh), Gertrude (sleigh)
One, two, three, let's
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho (No-no)
Ho, ho, ho, ho- (not that, no)
Kinda sounds a little like-
Like what?
Like, nevermind
There's a saint at the North Pole
And it isn't Saint Nick
Her name is Gertrude
And she's got a long
Clit!
Are you fucking ki-
Ho, ho, ho
Merry Christmas from the Pole
I hope it fucking snows
Don't eat the cookie dough
Ho, ho, ho
Merry Christmas from the Pole
Let's start the fucking show
One, two, three, let's go
To the North Pole!
