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It came upon a midnight clear
as I sat real quiet
drinking Santa's beer
cause I’m not as bright this time of year
now I am growing older
by the year
ho ho
ho ho
Well the ribbons all wrapped around that tree
but as I grew taller
it was not for me
I once believed in Santa Claus
and lookin' for the prints
of the reindeer paws
But Oh
it's a silent night
but not feelin' right…
ho ho…
I’d turned myself into some kind of Grinch
no nutmeg in my eggnog
not a pinch
As the years rolled by
it ‘came such a cinch
as the Christmas tree
shrunk inch by inch.
But no!
now the cold wind blows
ho ho…
hope that no one knows
But then I think about
a friend next door
and his pretty little girl
whose turnin' four
remembering how
it was before
when I used to nail the mistletoe above your door
But oh
I’ve been hardened so…
Oh no!
it begins to snow!
And then I hear the bells and the carols clear
from that little Christmas angel in my ear
I stand right up
I shed a tear
cause there's no use feeling grumpy this time of year
It's a sign!
now I’m feeling fine
for some family time
plugging Santa's line…
Cause Christmas trees ain't getting shorter
just a little more magic
just ask my daughter
As I look right down to the things I bought her
the thaw is coming early
and I think it oughta
Ummm…
Um Ummm
Oh..
It's a quieter time
now I’m feeling fine!
Ho Ho!
Now hark those heralds
angels sing
now I’m marchin' to the beat of a brand new thing
the joy and laughter it can bring
since I’ve listened to those Christmas bells to ring!
ah ha
ho ho
I can hear them now!
Oh lord
I can feel their power!
Oh God
Cause Christmas trees ain't getting shorter
just a little more magic
just ask your daughter
As you look right down to the things you bought her
the thaw is coming early
bet I’m glad you taught her
Oh
ho ho
kids tucked up in bed
(I hope?)
guess it's time for me
to bed
I go…
ho ho
ho ho
ho ho…
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It’s the holidays again
And me I’ve caught the blues
Sad I’d rather hide inside
‘Cause the world has blown its fuse
Don’t even want to go online
Just to find there’s more bad news
Yea it’s the holidays again
This time I’ve got the blues
Holiday funky blues
I’ve got the holiday funky blues
Momma’s living all alone
And I just can’t bring her home
Daddy’s got a new wife now
They all can’t get along
I’m writing up my wish list
Things that money just can’t buy
A world in peace and harmony
‘Stead of one that makes me cry
Holiday funky blues
I’ve got the holiday funky blues
Holiday funky blues
I’ve got the holiday funky blues
My best friend has gone to heaven
Her family’s left behind
Not a year for celebrating
This season seems unkind
But holding onto one another
The only hope we find
On this earth where eye for an eye
Will leave the whole world blind
Holiday funky blues
I’ve got the holiday funky blues
Holiday funky blues
I’ve got the holiday funky blues
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Dark when I go to work
Dark when I come home
Living in artificial light
Brings me so far down
Memories and reality
Find their way to destroy me
Leaving me in misery
I can’t shake
When the sun hardly comes out
When the sun hardly comes out
When the sun hardly comes out
I get down
Down, down, down
Everyone is buying things
Going to big parties
All I want to do is sleep
And hide
But nightmares wake me up
Haunted by spiraling thoughts
Just don’t see any joy
Or peace
When the sun hardly comes out
When the sun hardly comes out
When the sun hardly comes out
I get down
Down, down, down
Nothing that I do
Seems to change a damn thing
I’ll just keep pushing through
Until the light of spring
When the sun finally comes out
When the sun finally comes out
When the sun finally comes out
Lifts me up
Up, up, up, up, up…
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I’d like to pop your blow-up Santa
I’d like to bury it in the snow
Why don’t you just put up a string of lights
You don’t have to put on a show
I don’t remember you asking me
if I want to look at that
or listen to the muzak pump
I’d like to pop that sucker flat
I know I’m not the arbiter of taste
but do you know that yours is bad
Maybe I should just knock and talk it out
but I don’t want to make you mad
Maybe your kiddies derive some joy
from plastic that we never had
so I’ll just close the blinds and look inside
focus on how that makes me glad
We had a tree and stuff
cookies and peanut brittle
Paper chains and popcorn strung
I guess I do miss it a little
We may have had some lights on the eaves
We might have put up a wreath
but I don’t recall ever erecting
anything to cause our neighbors grief
(repeat chorus)
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It’s Christmas time again
Everyone’s wrapped in tradition
Not me
They’re putting up their lights
Deck the Halls and Silent Nights
But not me
Got my own plans set in gear
Gonna take after the bears
And hibernate
Got my own plans good and done
Gonna have a bunch of fun
And hibernate
‘Til New Year’s Day
It’s Christmas time again
Everyone is buyin’ things
But not me
Corporations selling joy
The latest gadgets and the newest toys
Not to me
Got my own plans set in gear
Gonna take after the bears
And hibernate
Got my own plans good and done
Gonna have a bunch of fun
And hibernate
‘Til New Year’s Day
Oh no, ho ho ho
Ugly sweaters and mistletoe
Oh no, ho ho ho
Naughty or nice Santa jokes
Oh no, ho ho ho
Cutting down trees that help us breathe
Oh no, ho ho ho
Endless Christmas songs on the radio
Oh no, ho ho ho
Got my own plans set in gear
Gonna take after the bears
And hibernate
Got my own plans good and done
Gonna have a bunch of fun
And hibernate
Got my own plans set in gear
Gonna take after the bears
And hibernate
‘Til New Year’s Day
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CHORUS
let not cold shadows slip between us
or bitter winds blow out our flame
or storm clouds cover us in darkness
when winter come, may we shine on just the same
when leaves fall from the trees
songs of summer start to fade
rumors of winter on the breeze
morning glory cast into shade …
soon icy breath will hang in the air
frosty stars freeze to the sky
when wintry gales howl over mountains bare
how will we fare, you and I?
[will we stay together or say goodbye?]
[maybe save some summer if we try?]
CHORUS
oh when gold turns to grey
and time ploughs furrows round our eyes
and tomorrow turns into yesterday
what will we say, you and I?
[will we stick together or wave bye-bye?]
[maybe save some summer if we try?]
CHORUS
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It seems like I just got up
and it’s time to go back to bed
The light of winter is short enough
to seasonally affect my fragile head
Back a few months ago
I was happy most of the day
But now the day is mostly gone
it’s hard for me to feel that way
I’d start a project but what’s the point
I know I won’t get it done
And even if I come up with something
it prob’ly won’t be anything fun
I really don’t feel like doing a thing
I think I’ll just sit here ‘til well into spring
I’ll wait for the holidays to come and go
and hope I don’t have to shovel too much snow
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Snowman,
I like you so, so, so
Do you know? I think you don’t
That far away from the north pole
Where I live, it’s very hot
And there is no snow, no
Snowman,
I’d like to go, go, go
I think about you, and my mind blows
If I met you once, you’d overflow
Cos here the sun glows, with light so gold
And there is no snow, no
Snowman,
I think you know, I bet, you know
That I’m so sad and my heart’s so cold
I’d like to float inside, an ice flow
and think that’s just the place, you could grow
And there is no snow, no
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If you live where it snows
Then you know how it goes
Everyone takes a breath
When the meteorologist
Predicts snow
Predicts snow
Predicts snow
Snow starts coming down
Caught up in the wind
Blowing in our faces
So ****ing freezing
Too cold to breathe
Too cold to think
Hats, gloves, scarves, coats
Hardly do anything
The inches pile up
We’ll have to dig ourselves out
Just to go to work
Can’t drive anywhere else
With the dangerous roads
Slick bridges, black ice
Potholes everywhere
Driving terrifies
When I hear sappy songs
About beautiful snow and icicles
I wanna throw a snowball
In the singers face
Because snow
Because snow
Because snow
Is romanticized
In the worst of ways
Like this whole winter season
Is a damn cliché
The truth is cold
The truth is wet
Dry hands, dry house
Runny nose, chapped lips
Everyone gets a cold
Everyone gets the flu
Power outages kill
Heating bills accrue
You have to scrape your windows
And heat up your car
Shovel the driveway
Or you stay where you are
If you live where it snows
Then you know how it goes
Everyone takes a breath
When the meteorologist
Predicts snow
Predicts snow
Predicts snow
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You,
where do you go
to forget
that you don’t have
where to go
and it’s Christmas
Where do you go
when every street
is a river
have you cried
You,
what did you feel
on that coach
did you really think
you’d be alone
but it was Christmas
Have you lost something
or someone
somewhere in the way
have you missed it
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The ghosts are here, needing to be fed
With answers to the questions of the restless dead
There are dark thoughts circling in my head
I wish I’d listened to everything they said
The ghosts are here, they’re not laid to rest
They cluster round my bed at night and put me to the test
In some secret corner I knew I’d rue the day
I didn’t make more effort, I went my own way
The ghosts are here with their gift of guilt
My failures sewn together to make a shabby quilt
They say they forgive me – that I should forget
But I miss them still and I’ll always feel regret
The ghosts are here, needing to be fed
With answers to the questions of the restless dead
There are dark thoughts circling in my head
I wish I’d listened to everything they said
The ghosts are here, they’re not laid to rest
The ghosts are here, with their gift of guilt
The ghosts are here, the ghosts of December
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The best part of the holidays
Is when they’re over
When everyone has had their fill
And leaves me alone
Yeah, I’m a Scrooge or Grinch
And I know I can’t convince
Everyone I love them but can’t stand…
All the invitations
All the obligations
All the festive treats
Yeah, I really hate em’
All the wasted food
All pointless gifts
All extra pressures
They just keep persisting
Oh the not so happy holidays.
The best part of the holidays
Is when they’re over
When everyone has had their fill
Leaves me alone
Yeah, I’m a Grinch or Scrooge
And I’m done pretending for you
I still love you, but I can’t stand…
All the Christmas carols
Every station plays
Over and over
Every single day
All the ringing bells
And the blaring music
I’m just grocery shopping
And I can’t escape it
Oh the not so happy holidays.
The best part of the holidays
Is when they’re over
When everyone has had their fill
And leaves me alone
Yeah, I’m worse than Scrooge or Grinch
And you know you can’t convince
Me to change my mind, ‘cuz I can’t stand…
All the creepy Santas
In shopping malls
Kids on their laps
Hope their not pedophiles
All the consumerism
Masked in green and red
To boost the sales
Of greedy corporations
Oh the not so happy holidays.
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With the joy of winter lights comes the darkness of winter nights. ccMixter embraces all aspects of the holiday season with our double album 'Winter Lights' and 'Winter Nights.' Join us as we celebrate with traditional and original Christmas and seasonal tunes.
released November 22, 2017
Produced by: Kara Square, Spinningmerkaba, Snowflake, go1dfish
Mastered by: Zep Hurme
Composer: ccMixter
Copyright: ArtisTech Media
Publisher: ccMixter
Cover Art by Kara Square
CC0 Licensed Cover Image by Pezibear
