Текст песни WTF 2020 - Whitney Avalon

In January we made plans for what we'd do this year
Travel! Parties! A promotion! Merriment and cheer!
But soon thereafter life began to truly run aground
So there's just one thing to sing as December rolls around

What the actual fuck, 2020?
What the flippety flappety fuck?
At points we had a little hope
But then you slapped us and said
"Nope, every day will fucking suck!"
So 2020, what the fuck?

"Just gotta get to New Year's Eve!"
That's cute, however
This might simply be how bad life is forever
Whoever's writing this hellish rollercoaster plot
Could you stop? You sadistic twisted crackpot!

What the actual fuck, 2020?
What the crap? What the hell? What the fuck?
So much bullshit that we hated
It seems almost calculated
This is more than just bad luck
So 2020, what the fuck?

Oh, hear the sleigh bells jingle
The magic makes you tingle
But it's not safe to mingle
So you won't meet Kris Kringle
All your single friends? Still single!

What the actual fuck, 2020? (What the fuck?)
What the ball-kicking, eye-gouging fuck?
Take figgy puddings if you've got 'em
And shove 'em up your bottom
Your sweet fa-la-la-la-la's
Stink as much as Santa Claus
You don't even comprehend
How much we want this shit to end
So we can somehow climb out of this muck
2020, what the fuck?