I stumble out of a nightclub thinking
Animals and insects don't do drugs
I think I'll go out and act like I'm celibate
Jingle bells and a Christmas choir

Softly kick a dog in the teeth
But he can't beat me down
Bloods streaming from my palms and my feet
I'll bring the heavens down screaming with me

Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

Shake my cutie pie fist at a waitress
When I'm sick of the way that I've been
I think I'll go out and act anti-celibate
And throw grenades at a Christmas choir

Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God