Johnny Manchild & The Poor Bastards
It’s Cold as Fuck Outside
It's Cold as fuck outside
My windows frozen tight
Not going out tonight
Warm by the fireside
My stocking’s full of coal
It burns and warms my soul
I'm feeling wonderful
Bundled up from the cold

Prying out the antlers from my grill
Pray that Santa can forgive, but I don't think he ever will

Not one for Christmas spirit, and I don’t wanna hear it
My skin hurts all the time, and I'm sick everyday
This weather's unforgiving, and I don't feel like giving
Starbucks a ten to hear the latest hits from Buble....

Oh everyday, I hear them say
The holiday is on its way
Oh everyday, to my dismay
It's cold and grey, and I'm locked away

Cause it's cold as fuck outside