Jit took a chainsaw to Jingle Bells and this is it's RHU rebirth:
Dashing through the store,
In the doors they run.
Through the crowds we go,
Making our way inside.
Screaming kids arrive,
Making workers hate.
What hell it is to be in this store
On this Christmas night,
Oh! Retail hell, retail hell,
Run the fuck away!
How was I to know that I
Sold my soul to become a slave?
Retail hell, retail hell,
Oh, that damndest day
When I applied for this job
And sold my soul away!
The customers are throwing
Their stuff left and right,
Making things a mess,
And leaving it behind.
As they go, they make
Destruction as they place
Toys in their carts
For us to ring
And return on Christmas Day!
Oh! Retail hell, retail hell,
Run the fuck away!
How was I to know that I
Sold my soul to become a slave?
Retail hell, retail hell,
Oh, that damndest day
When I applied for this job
And sold my soul away!
Oh! Retail hell, retail hell,
Run the fuck away!
How was I to know that I
Sold my soul to become a slave?
Retail hell, retail hell,
Oh, that damndest day
When I applied for this job
And sold my soul away!
*sigh* Sooo... freaking... true....
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