F You Mother F-er

INTRO

VERSE1
Mr. Market said "you know I cut it fine"
"The pendulum must swing both to and fro"
"I have to hit the bottom line"
"Or my bonus waves bye-bye"
"This hurts me to my soul, I hope you know"

So he took a euphemism in the one hand
Choked a flimsy rationale with the other
And he bravely took a stand
Atop a castle made of sand
Took a look around
And laid off his own mother

Sayin'...

CHORUS
Fuck you, motherfucker, it's Christmas
Stop starin' at me like the Ghost of Christmas Past
I'll pause to shed a tear, but not 'til after the new year
In the pageant you would be the stupid ass

VERSE2
Major Major said "There's nothing here to see
Please don't persist in your insistence upon knowing
It would a favor be to me
And a patriot you'd be
Just keep inhaling all the shit we're blowing

You know the enemy his skin is brown and black
His religion teaches him you are the devil
If other reasons we do lack
We swear no-one will die when we attack
We're rich and we're in charge, we're on the level

So...

CHORUS
(Can we help if in the race you came in last?)

BRIDGE
g#m
It's a time of love and joy
For each and every boy
Whose great-great grampa came from Europe
And who never tasted soy
g#m
Freedom doesn't come for free
Some things are just necessity
When the hard calls must be made
Try not to fill your Goodwill pants with pee

Tell 'em

CHORUS
(Is it my fault that you always come in last?)
CHORUS
(Is it our fault that you always come in last?)