Lyrics Beat Happening

Beat Happening

Christmas

I had sex on Christmas

I had sex three times today

Three different women taught be how to be bored

In their own separate, sweet, little ways

I feel like hell on Christmas

And I feel like hell today

I feel like hell, when I wake up I can tell

That I'm never gonna make you stay

Okay, here it goes

I didn't get no presents on Christmas

And I sure didn't get none today

Learned my lesson

Life is one long session of disappointment, heartache, pain

Disappointment

Heartache

Pain

...and despair