and i hate my family
andi beg to be free
of that crap that christmas brings
an excuse for selling things
hey christian god, get outta my face
your holy ghost is a curse on the human race
id like to string you up one more ting
no stupid sacrament, no pissy wine
what a joy to be alone
away from the buying zone
but this party'll never die
'cause christ you're such a lie
hey christian god, get outta my face
your holy ghost is a curse on the human race
id like to string you up one more ting
no stupid sacrament, no pissy wine
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Written By PETER BOURKE, DAVID THRUSSELL
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