paroles de chanson Hey, Christian God - Snog

i hate my family
and i beg to be free
of the crap that christmas brings
an excuse for selling things

hey christian god, get outta my face
your holy ghost is a curse on the human race
i'd like to string you up one more time
no stupid sacrament, no pissy wine

what a joy to be alone
away from the buying zone
but this party'll never die
'cause christ you're such a lie