I Hate Holidays Songtext
von Slumlords

Every time they come around
I hate holidays
They always seem to bring me down
And I hate holidays
Never turns out the way that you planned
And no one seems to understand
Just a set up for another fight
Nothing seems to turn out right
Turkey′s burned, your uncle's drunk
Your second cousin′s spouting junk
Bragging about some stupid crap
That's why they're never invited back
That′s why they′re never invited back
Not welcome here anymore
And it feels so good when I slam the door
Every time they come around
I hate holidays
They always seem to bring me down
And I hate holidays
No space to move, nowhere to go


Why does the clock move so slow?
Give me another cigarette
And a glass of wine so I'll forget
Turkey′s burned, your uncle's drunk
Second cousin′s spouting junk
Wish that I could take a nap
That's why they′re never invited back
That's why they're never invited back
Not welcome here anymore
And it feels so good when I slam the door
Every time they come around
I hate holidays
They always seem to bring me down
And I hate holidays
Every time they come around
I hate holidays
They always seem to bring me down
And I hate holidays
I hate holidays
I hate holidays