Blink-182 - Happy Holidays, You Bastard lyrics
blink-182 [Mark Hoppus, Tom DeLonge, Travis Barker] Poway, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Blink-182 - Happy Holidays, You Bastard lyrics]
Wrapped two fuckin' presents
Christmas Eve and I've only
Wrapped two fuckin' presents
And I hate, hate, hate your
Guts, I hate, hate, hate your guts
And I'll never talk to you again
Unless your dad will suck me off
I'll never talk to you again
Unless your mom will touch my cock
I'll never talk to you again
Ejaculate into a sock
I'll never talk to you again
I'll never talk to you again
It's Labor Day and my grandpa
Just ate seven fuckin' hotdogs
Labor Day and my grandpa just
Ate seven fuckin' hotdogs
And he shit, shit, shit his pants
He's always fuckin' shit his pants
And I'll never talk to you again
Unless your dad will suck me off
I'll never talk to you again
Unless your mom will touch my cock
I'll never talk to you again
Ejaculate into a sock
I'll never talk to you again
I'll never talk to you again