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Dear Baby Jesus
2016
Dear Baby Jesus, what beauty are you bringing me,
Dear Baby Jesus, put it right there in a little bag,
Dear Baby Jesus, that'll get me properly wasted,
Dear Baby Jesus, bring me a twelve-pack of beer with it.

The twenty-fourth of December, there's nothing better than being lit,
I don't know where to go, I don't know what's coming, so I just puff weed, try a little drinking,
so I can get to know the Christmas magic better,
the carp stares at me from the bathtub, I tell him "peace",
with one blow to the back of the head I'll explain it all to him,
unfortunately I miss six times before that.
The carols around the radio got going, a good time to get wasted again,
roll around on the floor, shots, come to me,
I boost the Christmas mood with smoking, I appreciate the neighbours, they brought me mistletoe,
thank you, goodbye, merry and happy,
I'm all excited, the mistletoe flies into the trash and I fly on that weed.

Dear Baby Jesus, what beauty are you bringing me,
Dear Baby Jesus, put it right there in a little bag,
Dear Baby Jesus, that'll get me properly wasted,
Dear Baby Jesus, bring me a twelve-pack of beer with it.

Baby Jesus took a shit under my tree, wrote on a note that I'm supposedly a bastard,
that I smoke weed and booze, party and fuck, laze around at home and jerk off.
I go blah blah, let him babble, I'm a fool, haha, long live the grass,
it doesn't happen to many people that Baby Jesus scolds them, I can't handle it mentally,
so I hit the bottle, lava's pouring from my eyes, I go for the Christmas cookies,
they're so full of rum that I remember nothing at all, zero chance
of keeping it all in my guts, I'm throwing up a metre long.
The next morning I'm picking myself up off the floor, little legs, carry me straight to bed,
it's not happening today, leave me alone today,
last night Baby Jesus was really mean to me.

Dear Baby Jesus, what beauty are you bringing me,
Dear Baby Jesus, put it right there in a little bag,
Dear Baby Jesus, that'll get me properly wasted,
Dear Baby Jesus, bring me a twelve-pack of beer with it.
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