A Tired and Obese Coffin Salesman

By Suck my dick

A Christmas Song

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Last Christmas, I gave you my Dugs
But the very next day, you Shoved it up my ass
This year, to save me from tears
I'll give it to Jeff Bezos

I'm dreaming of a Yellow Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the Dead Bodies glisten and Gremlins listen
To hear Bullets in the snow

You were Scared
You were Sus
Monarch of Cemetery
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
The crowd were swinging
All the Gremlins they were singing
You asked me to Hide
And then we did Survive

But then last Christmas, I gave you my Dugs
And the very next day, you Shoved it up my ass
This year, to save me from tears
I'll give it to Jeff Bezos instead

You're Dead
You're Dead
Happy Christmas to you
I pray God it's your last

Rockin' around the Christmas Napalm Bomb
At the Christmas party hop,
Rockin' around the Christmas Napalm Bomb,
Let the Christmas spirit ring,
Later I'll have some Humans flesh
And me and Jeff Bezos will Survive

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don't care about Guns
I just want Jeff Bezos for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true oh
All I want for Christmas is Jeff Bezos

Oh, Jeff Bezos yeah, oh Jeff Bezos yeah
Jeff Bezos the Coffin Salesman is a Tired, Obese soul
Jeff Bezos the Coffin Salesman is a fairy tale they say

Jeff Bezos baby, I want you and really that is all
I'll wait up for you, dear
Jeff Bezos baby, won't you Survive with me tonight?

So here it is, Yellow Christmas
Everybody's here to Hide
Look to the future now
It's only just begun

Simply having a Yellow Christmastime
Simply having a Yellow Christmastime