Owen Ashworth - Christmas in Oakland lyrics

It's Christmas in Oakland I don't feel a thing Rode bikes to the Chevron For Chesterfield Kings The smoke in our eyes As we ride how it stings What tidings we bring It's Christmas in Oakland & warm as spring Snuck into the movies With tall boys to drink Asleep half an hour Into some awful thing & dreaming It's Christmas in Oakland No carolers sing The whole town's desserted Gingerbread housing We're Saint Nicks with buckets & bells to ring What tidings we bring On Christmas in Oakland We had a fling You looked like an angel Who'd lost its wings With stars in our eyes Lying on mattress springs We were beaming