I'm dreaming of a nekkid Christmas

Just like the ones I used to know

Where the gay men glisten

And the perverts listen

To Mark Hoppus frolicking in snow

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I'm dreaming of a nekkid Christmas

The ones that always end in fights

May your pants be smelly and tight

And may all your Christmases be shite





Rather festive innit. Talk about demoralising Christmas. Chgod.