You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch You really are a heel, You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch, You're a bad banana with
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love... light up your Christmas tree? The next minute you're blowing a fuse And the cartoon network turns into the news Hey if god will send his angels I sure could use them
Dazed and I'm so confused Days that I don't know who Gave these molecules too Me What am I gone do Had the prodical son The diabolical one Very methodical I slaughtered them
eyes, deep inside you want to cry Cuz you're scared, I ain't there Daddy's with you in your prayers No more crying, wipe them tears Daddy's here, no more
N-Wesson I guess it's time to pick a different weapon, man the shit's depressin But Swift is getting me a new one for a Christmas present (Swift: "Come
a fist pump, Chris-to-pher Reeves swimming in my swim trunks, Mister, “help me” whats he said to me and then sunk, women skinning them and cutting them
of platinum the shine is chrome He even got closet space inside of my home He ain't never been broke he glitchless So reliable I bought him a rubber coat for Christmas
year. (Christmas) Pretty lights on the tree (Christmas) And I'm watching them shine (Christmas) You should be here with me (Christmas) Baby,
Christmas is the time of year That we become as one Tears of joy Heart filled with love Cause Christmas time has begun There is nowhere else I would
Before I go to sleep Hang time too long Game time to strong So if your girl is lookin please don't be alarmed I can't explain what I do to them What
do when i get on the scene Santa Clause "SC" what i call his name He gimmie too much...I think Santa got craaaazy But anyways thanks for all them gifts I left them
let 'em go Cause it's Christmas Let it rain, let it snow Let it rain, let it snow All the problems let 'em go Cause it's Christmas Verse 1 It's Christmas
Touch it real good if you want a piece Party people know I'm that type of freak People look so snooty Take pills make them moody Automatic booty Zero
likes his money He makes a lot they say Spends his days counting In the garage by the motorway He was born a pauper to a pawn on a Christmas Day
bat And made them all run for shelter It's Christmas time again It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year I'm growing tired of all this Christmas
Grandpa, But I really didn't know him at all. My blood, my cousins my calvary. A piece of them gone but still I feel them strong, When I reach for Daivid