Newton Faulkner - Full Fat lyrics

It's hard to see the light When the fridge door is closed Tip toe down the hall, open the door And find out that God is a small sausage roll I fall and I crawl and I break And I'ma dreaming of Avril Lavigne Oh, Devil eyes, short skirt, thighs And I'm on my knees again Santa Claus is green He's not caffeine free You want full fat Fill that limousine I got no cash card, no car, no money And adverts don't tell me what I need He's green He's not caffeine free You want full fat Fill that limousine I got no cash card, no car, no money Yeah Don't read directly into the sun And the skybox is rotting your brain They maintain your integrity for you, oh Nothing more that you can do Sometimes I find I don't mind though my mind is naturally mananah Turn off the TV so I read a book about television I bu*ter my shoes, my comb, my hat and try to leave the house But it's all too much 'cause the gra** is too green, so I run back inside and I turn on the screen He's green He's not caffeine free You want full fat Fill that limousine I got no cash card, no car, no money And adverts don't tell me what I need He's green He's not caffeine free You want full fat Fill that limousine I got no cash card, no car, no money Yeah Santa Claus is green He's not caffeine free You want full fat Fill that limousine I got no cash card, no car, no money And adverts don't tell me what I need He's green He's not caffeine free You want full fat Fill that limousine I got no cash card, no car, no money And adverts don't tell me what I need He's green He's not caffeine free You want full fat Fill that limousine I got no cash card, no car, no money Yeah