It's Christmas time again, so come on home to the FIRE - Listener, Dan Smith, Dust

Oh the weather outside is frightful

but the fire, well the fire is right there laughing at you

you’ve got no place to go let it rain, let it pour, let it snow.

it doesn’t show signs of slowing

and that’s just your luck, but that’s just how you are

your heart is turned way down low

let it rain, let it pour, let it snow.

it’s october 25th and I can see the first signs

there’s an elf riding a reindeer in the store near the blinds

with a wreath around his neck and a froth on his lips

he yells at me and pumps his sweaty little fist

and declares war, a war that we know all too well

but then he smiles and rings his dirty little bell

and it’s in the papers it’s on the shelves it’s in your face

santa and his holiday have come to this place

for sure, OH be sure that you know it

I’m worse for the wear and I hope it’s not showing

fall is over now time goes by so fast

it’s all over now I knew it couldn’t last

there’s a reason and I’m sure someone will remind me but I have shopping to do so get behind me (and push)

it’s november 25th and oh my we’re moving now

just had a second of thanks, but it’s time to run the plow

I’ve got an idea turkey let me tie your feet with wires

and AMERICA size you and then throw you on the fire

and lick our lips and let our eyes roll like marbles

and trash another tradition fill our stomachs till we warble

it’s my fault too, I get too busy putting things off

and waste away my thoughts with ones that I’ve bought

and we’ve paid a heavy price gladly let’s top it with oil

and grease down the wheels so our brakes won’t spoil

the fun at the end of a gun

doing what we’re told to do can be so much fun

it’s time to celebrate oh ye of little faith

so fill your carts with garbage to decorate your cage

so happy shopping holiday and please help the economy

and say a prayer for your bank account and GOD BLESS the bombing

Oh the weather outside is frightful

but the fire, well the fire is laughing at you

you’ve got no place to go let it rain, let it pour, let it snow.

and it doesn’t show signs of stopping

but that’s just your luck, and it’s just how you are

why is your heart turned down so low

let it rain, let it pour, let it snow.

It’s December 25th, so go tell it on the mountain

that’s it’s finally here and your tree looks like a fountain

exploding with gifts and lights and returns

for the stores, we all pray it won’t burn

your home this year for hot cider and regret

and guilt trips hanging low near your heavy head

put your shoes on it’s time to run through the motions

and mix some anti depressants up in the potion

what have we done?

remembering the reason

looking out for number one is the theme of the season

you’ve made your list and you’ve checked it a hundred times

but you forgot to mention who came for you to be tried

and killed and buried only to rise again that day

maybe that’s when you’ll have a happy holidays

God bless America?

how about America Bless God

and love others like ourselves