Well, you promised to take me to town In that old carriage hearse you found Well, Im lonesome, with nowhere to be Just this old sleeping dog and me And the tinsel hangs in the window Candy canes strung on a tree Well, its Christmas, the snows falling down On this shit eating country town Well, its getting hard to pretend That the new Great Depression will end Or Ill save up more than a buck But I truly dont give a fuck Hear the brainwashed candidates howling See their worlds radiant with fear Well, its Christmas 2015 In this shit eating corporate dream Let us toast to Grandpa Felice And all of the others deceased To the blizzard flickering the light And turning their graves to white See the ghostly reindeer dashing With their bells in the perilous night Well, its Christmas, and the power is down In this beautiful country town
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