Stella Donnelly - Season’s Greetings Lyrics

Let the cat out of the bag
Didn't think you'd be coming back
Seasons greetings on a card
You've been a hallmark from the start
If the gravy tasted great
Why did you pour it all away
You like to intimidate
Intimidate
Intimidate
Intimidate
Intimidate

Sliding edgeways out of strained
Border protection
List debates
Bitter look of whats to come
Why can't you be more like your mother was when she was young
And all your idiot cousins like her more than all the other aunties
Yea 'cause she was a punk
She was a punk
She was a punk
My mums still a punk and you're still shit

Have you lost your fucking mind
It's never too late to be on time
You like to intimidate
Intimidate
Intimidate
Fuck up your life
Lose all your friends
Fuck up your life
Intimidate
Fuck up your life (Lose all your friends)
Intimidate
Fuck up your life
Intimidate (Yea, alright then)
Intimidate (Go on then, fuck up your life)
Lose all your friends (Lose all your friends)
Fuck up your life (Hey, go on)
Fuck up your life (Yea, go, alright yea, fuck off then)
Fuck up your life (Alright good, fuck off)