Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Santa

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

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

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

Wheel him the other side granny...atchoo

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

claus you cunt
Where's my bike
I've unwrapped all this junk
There's nothing i like

I've wrote you a
And i've come to see you
You geriatric
Where's my bike

If i wanted a pair of fucking
I would've fucking
This suit and ping-pong set
You can right up your arse

You and mucked my order up
enough to make you spew
It's not me that's pissed off
My sister's off too

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

'Cos I'm the little
You made sit right on hand
Never mind ho ho ho
Where's my fucking

time i go to see him
I'm gonna punch him in the
Set his fucking reindeer
Kick in the nuts

you wait til next year
'Til we get to store
A of my little sister
'll stomping through that door

Hey mums and dads check his breath
And his bloodshot eyes
listen to him boys and girls
'Cos he fucking lies

He's a pisstake and a
not even fucking bright
'Cos fucking wanker
Forgot my fucking

Hey santa you cunt
Where's my fucking
I've unwrapped all this other
There's what I like

I wrote you a letter
And I to see you twice
You geriatric
Forgot my bike

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