Boxing Day lyrics

[Intro: JMCEE]
“I’m gonna wrap this up like a Christmas present
25th of December, you man will feel my presence
Album number 12 and it’s coming in December
I’ll burn you alive like 5th of November”

[Chorus: JMCEE]
Write a letter to Santa on the 24th of December
This Christmas gonna be one to remember
Open presents on the 25th, Christmas all the way
Fighting my Fiends on the 26th, that’s why they call it Boxin’ Day

[Pre-Verse: JMCEE]
Okay I promised a Christmas album, I’m here to deliver
Leave my enemies in the snow, watch them freeze and shiver (what the f*ck?)

(Hold on a minute, I thought this was a Christmas album?)

[Verse 1: JMCEE]
Nah, forget all that like a person without a frontal lobe
Gonna shatter my enemies spirits like breaking a snow globe
Gonna snap you in half like a broken gingerbread man
You thought I was done, you better kick a can (merry Christmas Motherf*cker!)
Nah, I don’t give a f*ck about Christmas spirits anymore
I’m sick of Mariah Carey, I think she’s a f*cking- (bore, I was gonna say bore)
I’m sick of Christmas tunes, like I’m infected with SARS
Fed up of hot chocolates, reindeer’s, lawyers and laws
So I’m gonna do something that’s a tad illegal
Merry Christmas motherf*cker, check your Street View
Pulling up at Opps houses like Father Christmas
Thought I was done with music? Straight dismiss cuz
[Chorus: JMCEE]
Write a letter to Santa on the 24th of December
This Christmas gonna be one to Festive
Open presents on the 25th, Christmas all the way
Fighting my Fiends on the 26th, that’s why they call it Boxin’ Day

Write a letter to Santa on the 24th of December
This Christmas gonna be one to Festive
Open presents on the 25th, Christmas all the way
Fighting my Fiends on the 26th, that’s why they call it Boxin’ Day

[Pre-Verse: JMCEE]
Happy holidays Kieran, my good chum
The only turkey gettin’ stuffed this year is your mum! (It’s shady!)

[Verse 2: YourFavouriteShady]
'Tis the season, but damn, whats the reason? Seemingly it's treason
Took Christ out, now it's just a shopping season
No present for being in the presence, just presents galore
Kids asking for more, parents stressed to the core
Santa's sleigh packed with packages, not joy
The true meaning of Christmas is just a decoy
Carols drowned out by the cash register's ring
The season of giving has lost its true swing
We took the Christ outta Christmas, just added more mass
Pushing more weight on parents, draining their cash
No joy in the season, just stress and mad dashes
Raise a glass to the ghost of Christmas past
When love and joy weren't just a fleeting contrast
Now it's all about the material and the excess
We've lost the true meaning, man this holiday's a f*ckin' mess
[Chorus: JMCEE]
Write a letter to Santa on the 24th of December
This Christmas gonna be one to remember

Open presents on the 25th, Christmas all the way
Fighting my Fiends on the 26th, that’s why they call it Boxin’ Day