Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Santa

Quite I get a thinking
How as we got by
christmas time in our house
We couldn't even a fire

But we do in our house
Back then when I was
Dad used to suck a
And we'd all sit round his

We couldn't no tinsel
On our tree
So we'd wheel old grandad in
And the old cunt sneeze...atchoo

Wheel him the other side granny...atchoo

Well things so bloody fast
I got now of me own
Now I heard 'em their presents
Last when I got home

Santa you cunt
Where's my bike
I've unwrapped all other junk
nothing what i like

I've wrote you a
And i've to see you twice
You geriatric
Where's my fucking

If i a pair of fucking shoes
I would've asked
This cowboy and ping-pong set
You can stick right up your

You and mucked my order up
It's enough to you spew
It's not just me that's off
My cheesed off too

Santa claUs you
my fucking pram
You me you fucking cunt
You who I am

'Cos I'm the girl
You made sit right on hand
mind your ho ho ho
Where's my pram

time i go to see him
I'm punch him in the guts
Set his fucking loose
Kick rudolf in the

Just you til next year
we get to that store
A mate of my little
'll come stomping that door

Hey mums and dads check his breath
And his bloodshot eyes
Don't listen to him and girls
'Cos he fucking lies

He's a and a pervert
He's not even fucking
'Cos that fucking
Forgot my bike

Hey santa you cunt
my fucking bike
I've all this other junk
There's nothing what I

I wrote you a letter
And I to see you twice
You wanker
Forgot my fucking

Yeah I'm gonna my dad on you
Fucking punch head in....cunt
I saw mummy sucking