Working Over Christmas

IS boring as hell. Nobody else is at work except us idiots who have to go in. Every other respectable person getrs 2 weeks off, but god forbid that we do. What would the shareholders say?

Anyway - this is what we got up to last xmas whilst at work (Dec 2004) not in the absolute order - but best as I can remember it


(Thc3.2)
God rest ye merry Jingle Bells, let nothing ye dismay,
I've cut my wrists with credit cards, hip hip hip hip hooray.
And even though the snow is soft, it's a bloody shade of red
But they say I'm getting better in the head...in the head..
They say I'm getting better in the head

(me)
Now Listen boy, you dont fool us - you're still a raving loon
and even tho your 30+ you're still living at home
now hurry up lad, dont be soft, its time to sort it out
move out lad and start living alone, living alone
mooove out lad and start living alone

Monsignor Butster - He's a lad - he works for the 3rd reich
all my e-mails bounce right back saying "You're not very nice"
he cant be blamed its not his fault he works for phookin koontz
entertain us all with cunnning stunts, cunning stunts
entertain us all with cuuunning stunts

(MrButt)
I'm sat in this 'ere office, lads, it's really not much fun
I'd like to be away from here and sitting in the sun
With beer in hand and buxom maids All begging me for some
Of that wonderful Nicky Butt love, Nicky Butt love
Of that wonderful Nicky Butt love!

(Me)
Tims gone quiet, I think I may have pissed him off, oh deary me!
I didnt mean it, you should know its just some fun, "tee-hee!"
dont take it persnal, we're your mates, I'm sure you will agree
no ones a bigger piss-taker than me, piss taker than me
no-ones a bigger piss-taker than me..

(MrButt)
i think the reason that you have not heard back yet from our Tim
is that he likes to lie in bed and play with "little jim"
of course he could be out at the shops
and getting the sprouts in
but my money's on him still being in kip, being in kip
yes my money's on him still being in kip (unless he's not)

(me)
I know I'm tough, it cant be helped, I'm just a christmas grump,
Taking the piss out of tim tho, should not give him the hump
if he's asleep, he's just bone idle and deserves a thump,
to get his arse into gear, arse into gear
he needs to get his arse into gear

Dannyboy - he's such a c**t, he wont even take part,
he's doing work still, at his desk, o what a boring fart
his missus is a lovely lass who like to have a fight
they were fighting allll last night, all last night,
they were fighting and f**king last night

(Mr Butt)
hey come on bob, it's chrimble time, don't give him a hard time
just because young daniel here can't or won't write rhyme
he's such a blummin' busy chap
he has no time for play
he's got nicky's stocking to fill on christmas day

(Dannyboy)
c8nty c8nty c8nty c8nt
your mum your mum your mu-um
...

(Last Verse Courtesy of Mr Butt)
the shopping queues, the stressed out peeps all jostling in the rush
i wonder each and every year is it worth all the fuss
gorge yourself on food and booze and never mind the guff
just make sure you've got weed for christmas day, christmas day
just make sure you've got weed for christmas day...