Christmas Time In Hollywood (исполнитель: Hollywood Undead)

[bad word] ]
It's Christmas in Hollywood,
Santa's back up in the hood,
So meet me under the mistletoe, 
Let's [bad word] 
It's Hanukkah in Inglewood,
The dradles spinning in the hood,
So meet me by the menorah, 
Let's get [bad word] 

Ho-ho-ho, merry Christmas!
 [bad word] 

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 [bad word] him in the [bad word] 

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 it is,
Mrs. Clause just Myspace'd me,
I blew off a date on Christmas eve!

So I don't give a [bad word] 
If you're 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!

 [bad word] you!
-Now watch the language, ho-ho-ho!
 [bad word] 

I'm about 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 [bad word] 
Needed some help,
He said Christmas ain't a gang 
But a way of life,
'If you guide my sleigh, 
I'll let you [bad word] my wife'

So we jumped in his sleigh 
And it started to jingle,
Funnier than [bad word]  
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 [bad word] 
I pulled down his beard 
And it was a monster,
It wasn't Saint Nick, 
It was a [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 Jeffs 
But this one was shadiest.
When [bad word] to cheer, 
That [bad word] s a Grinch,
So if you don't like Christmas,  [bad word] you, [bad word] !

You kids are in big trouble, 
Oh boy, ho-ho!
 [bad word] 

Woah ohhh, looks like Santa had 
little to much masdfsgand eggnog...
 [bad word]
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