Black Christmas

We're talkin’ about Black Christmas
We're talkin’ about this fuckin’ ChristmasHere in my room
I am thinking at you
It's Christmas night
And I'm alone and happy
Seeing you
Rich and bored
Having dinner with
All your stupid parentsBlack Christmas
Black ChristmasBut I'm happy and free
In this Black Christmas
Black Christmas
Black ChristmasI dont'have a Christmas tree
Cause I destroyed it last year
Today I'm only thinking of
The poor, the refugees
The bitches and the
Lonely people, the sicks
The homeless in the streetAll alone like me
All alone like me
They're alone like me
In this Black Christmas
Black Christmas
Black Christmas
Black Christmas
This fucking ChristmasThey're alone like me
Alone like me
On the street
In this Black Christmas
Black Christmas
Black Christmas
Black Christmas
Fucking ChristmasEverything is so ordinary
Have to pretend to love each other
Love your mother, and your father
And your sister and your brother
And your boyfriend and your girlfriend
And your husband and your wife
And your sons and all your daughters
And your grandma, and your grandpa
And all these mother mother fuckersAll these mother mother fuckers
All these mother mother fuckers
All these mother mother fuckers
All these mother mother fuckers
All these mother mother fuckers
All these mother mother fuckers
All these mother mother fuckers
All these mother mother fuckersBut I'm happy and free
In the street
Always free
With all the others
They're alone like me
Alone like me alone like me
In this fucking Christmas
Black Christmas
Black Christmas
Black Christmas
Fucking ChristmasWe're talkin’ about Black Christmas
We're talkin’ about this fuckin’ Christmas