Mc Chris - Engine

on the first day of xmas my dealer gave to me
a bag of shrooms and some lsd
we snuck into the park to steal some xmas 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 our 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
get in fights gettin drunk cuz we're bad kids
our dads call us bastards mom's always plastered
we're the closest thing to suburban gangstas
cold air's what we breathe our vests have no sleeves
it's hard to haul trees in subzero degrees
we smell like evergreens

all I want for xmas is my two front teeth
and some mistletoe all up in this piece