Lyrics:
GRISWOLD:
It doesn't take a genius to make us feel egregious
By rhyming words like "nevermore"
REYNOLDS:
With "four" and "score" and "chamber door"
GRISWOLD:
When the world is unforgiving
When a life's not worth the living
There's a lost sheep to be rescued
And a way must be found
Let us treat
I'm on my way home
Clark Griswold, here I go (Check)
You could walk a mile in my shoes, but could not
Mope around for a day in my socks, wakin' up
und ein grinsen(usa, usa) wie die griswolds (usa)
twerkende apokalyptische reiterinnen tanzen den cripwalk
ja heute war ein guter tagund morgen ist erst
school like a Griswold
The pep squad stares at me like a Griswold (that’s a fact)
They got a crush on me, blushing like Rudolph
Red, red, red, period
They
To rollercoaster
Mój ukochany symbiont
Uwielbia robić świństwo
Jest we mnie niczym syntor
W krzywym zwierciadle Griswold
Mój ukochany symbiont
Uwielbia robić
round the tv
Watching Clark Griswold cut down yet another tree
Shuffle the deck and play your very best
Better grab some pie first their may be no more
me li'l bitch
I’ll take your knee caps
What?
Scary mother fucker
A'int a rookie
Sitting in the riot
Out back
Playing hooky
Clark Griswold
With the whip
only pitfall
Really think I need a vacation I'm on my Griswold
Thinking bout this shit is the reason I probably miss calls
Look 'em in they eyes and I
Christmas movies just for we
Maybe I will be like Griswold make the house bright as could be
Lights everywhere where
Even on the stairs Stairs
Just got
and crusty
It makes my t-shirts yellow and crusty
Clark Griswold had four sons and their names were Rusty
And why does every modern day deodorant or shave
can't be a dream,
and if we're not fully dead"
The freeway is empty at this time of day
Clark Griswold must be here to stay
As we walked across
green like the Griswolds
She was an IG model last week
Now she rides a BMX bike wrapped in a sheet
I seen her smoking tweak in front the Circle K
She said
I'm something like a wizard with the hustle, call em John wall
Ima take the bag on vacation, Clark Griswold
I got no time for these other rappers
Using too many napkins and not enough practice
If I'm the underground, they're Clark Griswold, stuck in
live life to smile
Swan under the sun
See more of this country
And have endless fun
Laugh with friends, see amazing sights, next level our Griswold
got dog food Griswold, Clark
Pull out the heat & make a moving car park
the table adorned, my kinfolk a sight to behold
Theresa says grace, then follows a day, akin to family, Griswold
A cracker is pulled and out falls a hat, bad
cheer missed us
Another silent nightmare come and gone
Another NY Christmas on my own
The movie marathons are on TV
Clark Griswold and Ralphie for
in griswold history that for months was a mystery til they found your body stiffening in the wooded streets
I could’ve helped out when you finally
more PBR
Don't call or ring my doorbell
I won't hear it over my guitar
Clark Griswold, Jack & Sally, Buddy, and John McClane
Here with my canine friend
We're tryna make the Griswold house look like a Lite-Brite
From traditions to all the visits and stuff to get to
A single month could never be enough
So
av dem
Jag minns hur jag och brorsan skrev på våran önskelista
Farsan satte lampor på balkongen som en griswold
En jul var det så mycket att radio
Fire crackles
Dickens Carol
It's the British way
Classics retold
Clark Griswold
Where's the Tylenol?
Let's turn the tree lights on
And settle down
Shut
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