12-13-2012, 08:15 AM
Alcho-pops where are you,
that’s it, come on
don’t be shy
Now get over there
in front of the lager.
Everyone else
I said everyone else
listen.
My Intel has confirmed a teenage Christmas party,
so I dont want any mistakes.
Alcho-pops your in first
and you don't stand a chance,
so make you're peice with
the Blue nun before you go.
Lagers, two packs in the kitchen,
the rest, in the fridge.
Cherries take the night off.
Cocktail sticks, erm, just straighten up
Vodka, label front, please try and last the night.
Orange and Blackcurrant
give yourself a wipe, it’s been a while
but if vodka goes you need to go with him,
I need you in the mix.
Babycham it could be a rough night my love
but whatever happens try to reach the nose.
Boxed wines, boxed wines over here now.
Get in line and taps out.
White, if red gets spilt, try to get on top,
less carpet damage and
we should be able to get you both out.
Twelve year old Malt, hold the rear,
I won’t waste my best men on this rabble.
Now Bells you need to go first, followed by,
all though it breaks my heart, Glen Fiddich
Lads if you both go, give em hell
so they won’t come back for Malt
Snowball, not a chance in hell
but be ready just in case.
Eggnog you have to be the
dumbest drink I have
but you do look like custard
so try to make em puke.
Gin, what are you laughing at.
Nothing, sir.
nnnnnothing sir, you shit, they call you Lilly,
and you taste like fukin perfume.
get out of my sight before I go blind.
Sshh....sshh
Everyone be quiet, here they come.
Lagers look lively, six not fours.
Shit straight for the cabinet
Little bastard put me down
put me down, what did you call me.
Fuckin JD its Mr Fuckin Daniels to you
you, spot faced little shit
Come on then let’s have it
two shots, try me
I'll rip yer throat out ya bastard
I'll singe your spleen, come on then,
lets see what yer made of,
just, you, me
and my friend Mr glass.
Wait, what, what’s that
Fuckin Coke, drink me like a man
shittin bubbles, fuckin caramel
and ice, in a tall glass, whhhyyy
That’s right swill me round
showin off to your mates
all watered down.
To start a war with JD
be sure you can hold my dead
I'll bring the violent
you carry the sick
that’s it, come on
don’t be shy
Now get over there
in front of the lager.
Everyone else
I said everyone else
listen.
My Intel has confirmed a teenage Christmas party,
so I dont want any mistakes.
Alcho-pops your in first
and you don't stand a chance,
so make you're peice with
the Blue nun before you go.
Lagers, two packs in the kitchen,
the rest, in the fridge.
Cherries take the night off.
Cocktail sticks, erm, just straighten up
Vodka, label front, please try and last the night.
Orange and Blackcurrant
give yourself a wipe, it’s been a while
but if vodka goes you need to go with him,
I need you in the mix.
Babycham it could be a rough night my love
but whatever happens try to reach the nose.
Boxed wines, boxed wines over here now.
Get in line and taps out.
White, if red gets spilt, try to get on top,
less carpet damage and
we should be able to get you both out.
Twelve year old Malt, hold the rear,
I won’t waste my best men on this rabble.
Now Bells you need to go first, followed by,
all though it breaks my heart, Glen Fiddich
Lads if you both go, give em hell
so they won’t come back for Malt
Snowball, not a chance in hell
but be ready just in case.
Eggnog you have to be the
dumbest drink I have
but you do look like custard
so try to make em puke.
Gin, what are you laughing at.
Nothing, sir.
nnnnnothing sir, you shit, they call you Lilly,
and you taste like fukin perfume.
get out of my sight before I go blind.
Sshh....sshh
Everyone be quiet, here they come.
Lagers look lively, six not fours.
Shit straight for the cabinet
Little bastard put me down
put me down, what did you call me.
Fuckin JD its Mr Fuckin Daniels to you
you, spot faced little shit
Come on then let’s have it
two shots, try me
I'll rip yer throat out ya bastard
I'll singe your spleen, come on then,
lets see what yer made of,
just, you, me
and my friend Mr glass.
Wait, what, what’s that
Fuckin Coke, drink me like a man
shittin bubbles, fuckin caramel
and ice, in a tall glass, whhhyyy
That’s right swill me round
showin off to your mates
all watered down.
To start a war with JD
be sure you can hold my dead
I'll bring the violent
you carry the sick
If your undies fer you've been smoking through em, don't peg em out