DJ Dust - It's Christmas Time Again, So Come on Home to the FIRE. lyrics

[Hook] 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 [Verse I] 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 [Verse II] 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 [Hook] [Verse III] 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 k**ed 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