MC Chris - Evergreen lyrics
[MC Chris - Evergreen lyrics]
Well on the first day of Christmas
My dealer gave to me
A bag of 'shrooms and some LSD
We snuck into the park to
Steal some Christmas trees
But the cops pulled up and
Asked us nicely to leave
We're all fucked up on Smirnoff eggnogg
We crunch on candy canes and
Rev up all the chainsaws
You give us 30 and we'll tie
It up at no extra cost
We'll take that 30 and spend it on pot
We're not too bright we flunk
All of our classes
Ah het in fights gettin drunk
Cause we're bad kids
Our dads call us bastards
Mom's always plastered
We're the closest thing to suburban gangsters
Cold air's what we breathe our
Vests have no sleeves
It's hard to haul trees in sub-zero degrees
We smell like evergreens
All I want for Christmas is
My two front teeth
And some mistletoe all up in this piece
Maybe a girl, ah-that's free of disease
And while I'm thinkin
Throw in a couple of G's yeah
I want my snowmobile treads to be fixed
I want a ho who doesn't
Mind my snowsuit doesn't fit
I'm just a hayseed sellin
Trees to break trees
Know your daddy hates me
It's drivin ya crazay
Even though my nose is runny get
The honies cause I'm money
But I never get laid can't find
My way into long undies
I don't trip, just dip, listen to country
With my piss I write my name
Because I think it's funny
I'm so into this deciduous lifestyle
You see dead tree and I see a cash cow
I never bargain and I never back down
Put the back seat down and I
Take your ass to tree town
Yer daughter's givin me the eye
So I am givin her a ride
I'll put up the tree myself and
Put up all the lights
As long as I get, all up in her tights
My dealer gave to me
A bag of 'shrooms and some LSD
We snuck into the park to
Steal some Christmas trees
But the cops pulled up and
Asked us nicely to leave
We're all fucked up on Smirnoff eggnogg
We crunch on candy canes and
Rev up all the chainsaws
You give us 30 and we'll tie
It up at no extra cost
We'll take that 30 and spend it on pot
We're not too bright we flunk
All of our classes
Ah het in fights gettin drunk
Cause we're bad kids
Our dads call us bastards
Mom's always plastered
We're the closest thing to suburban gangsters
Cold air's what we breathe our
Vests have no sleeves
It's hard to haul trees in sub-zero degrees
We smell like evergreens
All I want for Christmas is
My two front teeth
And some mistletoe all up in this piece
Maybe a girl, ah-that's free of disease
And while I'm thinkin
Throw in a couple of G's yeah
I want my snowmobile treads to be fixed
I want a ho who doesn't
Mind my snowsuit doesn't fit
I'm just a hayseed sellin
Trees to break trees
Know your daddy hates me
It's drivin ya crazay
Even though my nose is runny get
The honies cause I'm money
But I never get laid can't find
My way into long undies
I don't trip, just dip, listen to country
With my piss I write my name
Because I think it's funny
I'm so into this deciduous lifestyle
You see dead tree and I see a cash cow
I never bargain and I never back down
Put the back seat down and I
Take your ass to tree town
Yer daughter's givin me the eye
So I am givin her a ride
I'll put up the tree myself and
Put up all the lights
As long as I get, all up in her tights