CYNE - Boxing Day lyrics
[CYNE - Boxing Day lyrics]
Wisdom
Father time sighs winter wonderland prism
Red Ryder BB guns stun take ya eyes out
Stuck to the love of the
Season then we ride out
Cinnamon and Heineken
Poppa spit a rhyme again seeing things
Sweeter dreams presents got me high again
Written in decoder pen ovaltine and violins
Be sure to drink it up up full of vitamins
Did it for the licorice
Candy canes and peppermint
Christmas in the play cause we
New to the testament cultivate at my expense
Picket to the whiter fence
Lights all over the front door like diamonds
What did you get me sir? Blu-Ray of Ben Hur
Members Only track suit, LA gears, new furs
So peachy keen you don’t like your mood ring?
TurboGrafx- 16, acid wash black jeans?
So fattening fruitcakes are laughing the
Hot buttered rum gave me runs so I’m dashing
It is giving season even for heathens
Pagans getting Sega’s gift card’s with visa
Logos on the side sleigh bells the ride
Who you gonna be today?
Santa Claus? Nah Clyde
Not in my right mind but forever on time
Thank you for milk but the
Cookies were the wrong kind