Deck the Halls

This is a continuation of a little series I did this time last year.

Deck the Halls

Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, fa la la la,
‘Tis the season to get trolleyed
Fa la la la la, fa la la la.
Knock it back like no tomorrow
Fa la la, fa la la, la la la
Just get pissed don’t count the sorrow.
Fa la la la la, fa la la la.

See the toilet bowl before us
Fa la la la la, fa la la la,
Chicken curry means a sore arse,
Fa la la la la, fa la la la.
On the street just puke, don’t fess up,
Fa la la, fa la la, la la la,
Someone else will clear the mess up,
Fa la la la la, fa la la la.

Fast away the old year passes,
Fa la la la la, fa la la la,
Punch the lads & shag the lasses,
Fa la la la la, fa la la la.
Don’t go out without a johnny
Fa la la, fa la la, la la la
STDs just are not funny,
Fa la la la la, fa la la la.