mister market said you know i cut it fine the pendulum must swing both to and fro i have to hit the bottom line or my bonus waves bye bye this hurts me to my soul i hope you know
so he took a euphemism in the one hand choked a flimsy rationale with the other and he bravely took a stand atop a castle made of sand took a look around and laid off his own mother
sayin' fuck you, motherfucker it's christmas stop staring at me like the ghost of christmas past i'll pause to shed a tear but not till after the new year in the pageant you would be the stupid ass
major major said there's nothing here to see please don't persist in your insistence upon knowing it would a favor be to me and a patriot you'd be just keep inhaling all the shit we're blowing you know the enemy his skin is brown and black his religion teaches him you are the devil if other reasons we do lack we swear no one will die when we attack we're rich and we're in charge -- we're on the level
so fuck you, motherfucker it's christmas can we help if in the race you came in last i'll pause to shed a tear but not till after the new year in the pageant you would be the stupid ass
it's a time of love and joy for each and every boy who's great grampa came from europe and who never tasted soy freedom doesn't come for free some things are just necessity when the hard calls must be made try not to fill your good will pants with pee
tell 'em fuck you, motherfucker, it's christmas is it my fault that you always come in last i'll pause to shed a tear but not till after the new year in the pageant you would be the stupid ass
fuck you, motherfucker, it's christmas is it our fault that you always come in last i'll pause to shed a tear but not till after the new year in the pageant you would be the stupid ass