Wednesday, December 25, 2002


I filled three snotrags full of snot, on Christmas Day, on Christmas Day,


My skin was cold, my head was hot, on Christmas Day in the morning.


I felt too bleeding ill to cook, on Christmas Day, on Christmas Day,


I filled the bathroom sink with puke, on Christmas Day before dinner.


And now I'm going back to bed, on Christmas Day, on Christmas Day,


I wish that I was fucking dead, 'cos Christmas Day is appalling.