I Won't Be Home For Christmas
oleh: Blink 182



Outside the carolers start to singI can't describe the joy they bringCause joy is something they don't bring me
My girlfriend is by my sideFrom the roof are hanging sickles of iceTheir whiny voices get irritatingIt's Christmas time again
So I stand with a dead smile on my faceWondering how much of my time they'll wasteOh God, I hate these Satan's helpers
And then I guess I must have snappedBecause I grabbed the baseball batAnd made them all run for shelter
It's Christmas time, againIt's time to be nice to the people you can't stand, All yearI'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer
You people scare mePlease stay away from my homeIf you don't get beat downJust leave the presents and let me be alone
Well, I guess it's not cool to freak on Christmas EveCause the cops came and arrested meThey had an unfair advantage
And even though the jail didn't have a treeChristmas came a night earlyCause a guy named Bubba unwrapped my package
I won't be home, I won't be home for ChristmasI won't be home, I won't be home for Christmas