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Hollywood Undead

Christmas In Hollywood

It's Christmas in Hollywood

Santa's back up in the hood

So meet me under the mistletoe, let's fuck

It's Hanukkah in Inglewood

The dradles spinning in the hood

So meet me by the menorah, let's get drunk

Ho, ho, ho, merry Christmas

R: It's Christmas in Hollywood

Santa's back up in the hood

So meet me under the mistletoe, let's fuck

It's Hanukkah in Inglewood

The dradles spinning in the hood

So meet me by the menorah, let's get drunk

Just a little story about last Christmas

About some bad kids who were full of wishes

We gave some gifts and we gave some lovin'

The weird kind of love that you give to your cousin'

Little Timmy stole from 7-11

So we stopped by his house with a pair of sevens

We drank in his room with some dude named Kevin

But there was still some bad kids who deserved some presents

Zack got caught with a bottle of Jack

So we slipped down his chimney with an 18 pack

He didn't leave cookies but we needed a snack

So we took the beer back and I fucked him in the ass

It's Charlie Scene, got eggnog in my flask

The holidays are back and all my presents are wrapped

Like, oh, my God, is that Saint Nick?

Kids give me your list like it's the 25th

Been accused of being a bad kid

But I get presents as is

Mrs. Clause just Myspace'd me

I blew off a date on Christmas eve

So I don't give a fuck if your naughty or nice

You might still get a Rolly and a gang of ice

So write your list and never have no fear

Have a Hollywood Christmas and an undead new year

Fuck you

Now watch the language, ho, ho, ho

R:

I'm 'bout to serve it up for for all you boys and girls

Good kids, bad and even Da Kurlzz

We were chilling at home and decking the halls

So I checked my phone and Santa had called

He said he'd swing by at a quarter to twelve

He said that his jolly ass needed some help

He said Christmas ain't a gang but a way of life

If you guide my sleigh, I'll let you fuck my wife

So we jumped in his sleigh and it started to jingle

Funnier than fuck you can ask Chris Kringle

So we all took flight but something was fishy

He asked for road ahead and started to kiss me

Underneath his suit was just a bunch of pillows

Instead of bags of presents, he had bags of dildo's

I pulled down his beard and it was a monster

It wasn't Saint Nick, it was a fucking imposter

When we found out he started to pout

I took my bandanna and I choked him out

I pulled off his beard and I fucked his mouth

Hijacked his sleigh and headed down south

I had a lot of wild nights but tonight was the craziest

Met a lot of Jeff's but this one was shadiest

When it comes to cheer that motherfuckers a Grinch

So if you don't like Christmas, fuck you, bitch

You kids are in big trouble, oh, boy, ho, ho

R:

Let's get drunk

Let's get drunk, let's get drunk

Let's get drunk, let's get drunk

Let's get drunk

R:

Let's get drunk

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