Candy Cane

 Music by Jonathan Lea and Lyric by Dennis Davison

 

ĎTwas the night before you know when

I got to thinking Ďbout you again

and all the Christmases you destroyed

your napalm temper deployed, recall

ill cheer to all

 

The stockings, they were hung with much care

though you rejected them with such flare

Nothing sweetened your sour mood

one giant step beyond rude

Your charm is catching on

 

So go and break your candy cane

I donít think itíll snow, I forecast rain

Christmas morning, basic black

The grip reaper of yuletide cheer is back

 

Never studied Christian faith

Didnít go to church one day

Still Iím saddled once a year

burdened with no clear way out

Iím filled with doubt

 

So dim the star atop the tree

Donít save any of your good will for me

String the lights around your neck

I think that it would be a fine effect

Fly the angel at half-mast

I feel holiday blues approaching fast

 

Do Wah Diddy, Do-Wacka-Do

You couldnít tell the difference

so youíll pay until heís through

This day is ruined, forevermore

so live with the damage

it can never be restored

 

ĎTwas the day after you know when

The worst day of the year gone again

You blew this one just like the last

The ghost of Christmases past will rest

until the next

 

So throw away your candy cane

I donít think itíll snow, I forecast rain

Christmas morning, basic black

The grip reaper of yuletide cheer is back

Dim the star atop the tree

Donít save any of your good will for me

Fly the angel at half-mast

I feel holiday blues approaching fast

 

 

 


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