One of the singles and more upbeat (at least musically) songs on the album.
lyrics
It's Christmas Eve and I don't give a shit,
Spent all my cash on some pointless gifts,
Gif images of kids burning their lists,
For a new iPhone
That's what happiness is,
But as I grow old
I try to forget,
Nothing is helping,
This money, I'm humping,
It's held up too high,
Got these poor bitches jumping,
Kids left with nothing,
Nothing to spare,
The only thing Christmas brings is despair
Find a friend at the bottom baby
and,
Feed em your problems hoping
that,
That they might solve them but we
just,
take a pill and dissolve them all away
It's Christmas Eve lets do our favourite shit,
You look so nice in your dress,
It really accents your tits
Let's all get a long
At least a little bit
I bought you some clothes as gifts ,
I think that they should fit ,
I won't throw any fits that's on your Christmas list.
Pressure , money ,
jokes that aren't funny ,
family party , bearable hardly,
fights worth resolving , solved by more laundry .
Diamonds dissolving, oh Christmas you got me again...
Find a friend at the bottom baby
and,
Feed em your problems hoping
that,
That they might solve them but we
just,
take a pill and dissolve them all away
credits
from A Very C.I.B. X-mas,
released December 15, 2013
Christian Donadel
Michael Welch
Rory Peterson
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