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Fairytale Of Sips Co

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It's Christmas Eve bro At SipsCo. HQ I'm all alone here Just like every year I pour myself a drink A pint of mountain dew I raise my glass up high And toast our old friend Guy Oh who's that bearded one Outside, dressed like a bum My god, it's freezing But he's not squealing He's got a plan I see To build a factory Won't make it on his own Well I can change that We'll have girls big as cars And a pool full of cash No, the fun never ends Throw your fears in the trash When the first block of dirt leaves the factory floor They'll be crying and begging and screaming for more We can do it Hooray, best dirt ever made In a rainbow of flavors from bacon to lime The best Christmas ever, shame about the weather We'll hang tinsel and baubles and drink some mulled wine Pool boys from the interview chamber'll be singing "SipsCo. hooray" And the dirt will ship on out for Christmas Day There's monsters about And the power is out The roof isn't done and it's covered in grime There's a fire and a flood And I'm covered in blood SipsCo. Christmas my arse, we won't finish on time Pool boys from the interview chamber still singing "SipsCo. hooray" But no dirt is shipping out on Christmas Day Hey guys, you need a hand? Well let's reform the band I'll build this factory With new technology This dirt is super pure One-hundred percent I'm sure Come have a drink in here The finest SipsCo. dirt beer Pool boys from the interview chamber choir were singing "SipsCo. hooray" And the dirt was shipping out on Christmas Day Thanks a lot everybody, Merry Christmas Thank you so much, we love you Oh, glad we made it, pressed the whole thing there Ah Sips, you did it man You did it (Congrats man) Everyone, charge your glasses, this is a toast Its charging, its charging Not with electricity Duncan (Charged) You're just supposed to fill it, with your beverage of choice Put that laser away You're going to set everything on fire Bloody maniac I know its cold, but come on Ok, now are you ready? Are you done? (Yep) A toast, To Sips and his dirt Hurray, Sips and his dirt, yay Ah, well done man, you did it (This is delicious, this-) There's gonna be a lot of happy children Unwrapping their presents with a dirt block just there Don't take batteries though so at least that's something, you know The naughty children get coal but the good children get dirt They get dirt How does that work? Oh god So the really, really naughty children would get like Gold or something according to this? No, they get some pig shit Wow Ah Yeah Lovely Ah that was amazing Okay, let's just do one more