One more happy Christmas
One more freaking dollar
We will rock you
Three little monkeys
Nigger
Hey listen Buddy have you gotta dime for a cup of coffee
'Cause my body's feelin' kind'a cold
And it's Christmas Eve tonight
I remember a couple of years ago
having a good time celebrating
with all my friends and family
But I'm all alone tonight
All I want is one more happy Christmas
All all I want is one more happy Christmas
I rub my hands when they're getting cold
I sow my pants when appears a hole
Just love that bag lady with her dog
We'll party Christmas by the bornfire
So tell me watcha hold to give me
Cause my pants and shoes are torn apart
Help me I know that you can
Anything is better than nothing
I keep looking for the money in my pocket
There's always nothing there
Something tells me one day I'll be famous
I'll throw it in the air
Hey listen buddy have you gotta dime for a cup of coffee
'Cause my body's feelin' kind'a cold
And it's Christmas Eve tonight
Take a look at them young kids
Shooting their stuff up in them
They're hundred times worse than even I am
All that I'm asking for is what everybody needs
Hey listen Buddy have you gotta dime for a cup of coffe
'Cause my body is feelin' kind'a cold,
Are here in the boulevard
When I was barely five years old, I used to go out with my friends
We would do any little thing, just to take in a little cash
All I want is one more freaking Dollar
An example, one day me and all my friends,
we went out to the rich part of town,
Where we picked up left overs and hilthy stinky trash
So tell me what ya got to give me, 'cause my pants and shoes are torn apart
So help me, I know that you can, anything is better than nothing
Say,
All I want is one more freaking Dollar
I keep looking for the money in my pocket,
There's always nothing there
But something tells me, one day I'll be famous,
And I'll throw it in the air
Buddy you're a boy, make a big noise
playing in the street,
gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on your face
you big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place
singin'
We will, we will rock you
Buddy you're a young man, hard man
shoutin' in the street
gonna take on the world someday
You got blood on your face
you big disgrace
Waving your banner all over the place
singin'
We will, we will rock you
Three little monkeys jumping on a bed
One fell out and bumped his head
Mama called the doctor and the doctor said;
No more monkeys jumping on the bed
Two little monkeys jumping on a bed
One fell out and bumped his head
He went to the doctor and the doctor said;
No more monkeys jumping on the bed
One little monkey jumping on a bed
He fell out and bumped his head
Mama called the doctor and the doctor said;
That's what you get for jumping on the bed
Here's a little story, I'd like to tell'
'bout me and my fellows, we're doing so well
So are we all a band of history
Angelo, Maite and big Paddy
Goddamn my man, you see I can't understand
Why you wanna say nigger to your brotherman
Talking black pride, then you call yourself a nigger
Don't bring yourself down, cause it just don't figure
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