Opeth - Death Whispered a Lullaby

Kevin Bloody Wilson - Christmas Song
===========================

Hey Santa Claus ya cunt!
Where's me fucking bike?
I've unwrapped all this other junk and there's nothing that I like.
I wrote you a fucking letter and I come to see you twice
Ya worn out geriatric fart, you forgot me fucking bike.

If I wanted a pair of bloody thongs, I'd 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
And I'm not the only one who's snakey
Me sisters dirty too!

(female voice)
Hey Santa Claus ya cunt!
Where's me fucking pram?
You promised me you'd bring me one, you remember who I am.
'Cause I'm the little girl who you made sit right on your knee
I'll give you fucking ho ho ho
You forgot me fucking pram

(male voice)
Next time I come to see ya, I'm gonna punch you in the guts
And I'll let your fucking reindeer go and kick Rudolph in the nuts!
You just wait 'till next year, when you go to that store
And me and me little sister, come stomping through the door

And we'll say, yeah you wait for it

Hey mums and dads 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 fucking wanker forgot me fucking bike.

You wait you old cunt, I'm gonna dob you in

Tell me old man on you, he's gonna punch your fucking lights out!

"I saw mummy sucking Santa Claus"

http://homepage.ntlworld.com/gerald.mar ... 20Cunt.zip

biggrin:

HAW!! +1

rock:

lol, didn't know Kevin Bloody Wilson was known outside Australia...not very pc is he.. biggrin:

Nope, and I love it!

"Do you fuck on first dates?
Does your dad own a brewery?
Can I feel your tits?
Or will you show them to me?
Because you've got a nice head
and you look pretty honest
This face is leaving in quarter of an hour
I'd like you to be on it."

rock:

O Holy Night - Josh Groban...this dude fucking owns this song.

hes a bad ass tenor in his 20's

rock:

DOMINICK THE DONKEY (THE ITALIAN CHRISTMAS DONKEY)
(Allen / Merrell / Saltzberg)
Lou Monte - 1967


Hey! Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
It's Dominick the donkey.
Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
The Italian Christmas donkey.
(la la la-la la-la la la la la)
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da)

Santa's got a little friend,
His name is Dominick.
The cutest little donkey,
You never see him kick.
When Santa visits his paisons,
With Dominick he'll be.
Because the reindeer cannot,
Climb the hills of Italy.

Hey! Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
It's Dominick the donkey.
Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
The Italian Christmas donkey.
(la la la-la la-la la la la la)
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da)

Jingle bells around his feet,
And presents on the sled.
Hey! Look at the mayor's derby,
On top of Dominick's head.
A pair of shoes for Louie,
And a dress for Josephine.
The labels on the inside says,
They're made in Brooklyn.

Hey! Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
It's Dominick the donkey.
Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
The Italian Christmas donkey.
(la la la-la la-la la la la la)
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da)

Children sing, and clap their hands,
And Dominick starts to dance.
They talk Italian to him,
And he even understands.

Cumpare sing,
Cumpare su,
And dance 'sta tarantel.
When jusamagora comes to town,
And brings du ciuccianello.

Hey! Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
It's Dominick the donkey.
Chingedy ching,
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
The Italian Christmas donkey.
(la la la-la la-la la la la la)
(la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da)

Hey! Dominick! Buon Natale!
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)
(hee-haw, hee-haw)

yeah i have that song^ rolleyes:

i cringe whenever i hear any christmas carol. i cant stand entering a "shop" and hearing elevator christmas carols while i shop. ... it makes me want to stab someone.

plzdie:

lol, i know what you mean. I hate when the stupid mothers take their 6 children with them to shop when they are all a year apart in age. They wheel around the 4-seater baby cart and they park the damn thing right in the middle of the isle. Then the kids that arent in the cart will run around and poke at all the clothes, pull clothes off their hangers/racks, or just wander around staring at you. mad:

[img]http://www.reichnation.com/upload/store/santa.jpg[/img]

LOOL

I know what you mean, I feel like I'm walking around in a christmas movie when I'm at the mall.....It's weird and kinda creepy....