Pięć Dwa Dębiec - Kryszmas Alkoholis

Holidays, holidays and after holidays
Midnight Mass on the bridge and drinking straight from the bottle
It's freezing, that's an exaggeration
Finish your drink and take a turn at that corner

Feet kept warm by grandma's socks
Carols wander from Dębiec to Łazik
Santa was unfriendly, wanted to insult us
Gave potatoes as a gift, so we took him down
Buy vodka cups from Żabka
Get rolling papers for a twist you like pronto
Guys driving next to each other burning stems
Hiro, Włodrygi, Dorfiks, and Wijus Panczo
Shots from astounded faces emerge
Wild beast devoured, drunk, I'm deaf Hanson
Faces are happy, grinning, shouting, no kidding
We've been watching you for a long time
52 Dębiec that's how it went, peace, love, alcohol
52 Dębiec that's how it went, peace, love, alcohol

I thought when he arrives, he'd jump to the rhythm
But he saw Dębiec and immediately cried
Took in a breath and smelled the stink and stench
First thought was - I'm outta here
And he promised us he'd take us away
But in the end wished us all a damn holiday
That's how it was when Mikey visited us, oh he did
Today he'll be smoking and drinking with us till he drops
Santa, bring a truck, a truck of grass
A tank of vodka and some toys
For those powdering their noses with powder trucks
And for the girls, vibrators, cucumbers, and brushes
And don't forget Wilkinson 3D shavers
To shave what's needed
Maybe some deodorant if you're in the mood
So it doesn't reek afterwards
And you can believe us or not
But we'll take good care of them
And lastly something from me modestly
A million dollars and I'm all set here

Winter is coming, snow is falling, that's good news
Though it's starting to freeze like back in the tsar's time
All of Łazarz, all of Dębiec, all of Poznań
Everyone's losing their minds today equally
The crew plans meticulously to the north
Provisions sorted for vacation, who's the first to drop
Which creature will speak in a human voice today
And will Santa with Grandpa Frost whip with the rod
Who will be vomiting while smoking ganja along the edge
A hundred, table, paper, puff, and you won't argue with that
One's out, one's hanging, one heads home
Caroling for Christmas as it is arranged every year

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Fish like to swim even though they're dead
And it's time to drown her and by drowning die

And the family gathers to drink the Christmas clincher
No abstainers here, they drink from grandpa to son
It's a Dębiec routine that dictates this behavior
Nobody drinks from glasses, we drink from cups

Santa, don't worry about Christmas water
I wrote in a letter, visit, remember to leave the sleigh
Driving drunk is always tough
There are still courses waiting for you so Deep
Pour some vodka

Vodka, vodka, you make me happy for a short time
Short, short you let my sorrows live
On Christmas, when percentages are valued
There's nothing like Polish holidays, maybe you'll say no?

It's a good time to drink, eyes are snowing
Snow up to the knees
Remember to last until the first star
Too much by one shot and the carp gets offended
Too much by one shot and the carp gets offended

Jingle bells...
Deep, Bobik does it like this...

Kids, if you see a well-fed fat Santa,
kick him in the balls
That's the only way to check if he's real
Hang onto his gray mane and beard
Pull without his consent, you have reasons
Fat jerk with a face of a perpetual purple alcoholic
He's only seen with flying reindeer
Homosexuals, they're all zoophiles
If anyone didn't know, they fancy animals
They love the presents
Which you get in packages from a sack
What glued paper is, you know yourself
When you're lying, dreaming, sleeping, he sneaks in secretly
Your cats, dogs, hamsters, guinea pigs, fish are screwed
On Christmas Eve they talk amongst themselves...