Sangtekst: Cky. Volume 2. Santa's Coming.

You better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout I'm telling you why

Cause I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna kill you! F**k!

He's making a list, he's checking it twice
He's gonna find out who's a f**ker...

And nobody's getting f**k! You hear me?
Nobody's getting any toys! F**K!
Nobody's getting f**k!

He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you're awake
He doesn't know a god damn thing 'cause the whole f**king thing
is fake

"Santa, is there anything I can do?"
"Is there anything you can do? You can GET BACK TO WORK!"

You better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout I'm telling you why

Cause I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna kill you! F**k!


He's making a list, he's checking it twice
He's gonna find out who's a f**ker...

And nobody's getting f**k! You hear me?
Nobody's getting any more toys! F**K!
I want some f**kin *can't unnderstand it*

He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you're awake
Your stocking's filled with coal because you're a spoiled
brat-ass dick

You better make sure you learn how to spell
Cause if you don't you're burning in hell

Santa Claus is coming, I said Santa Claus is coming,
I said Santa Claus is coming, I said Santa Claus is coming,
Santa Claus is coming to town
Shit