Terry Allen - X-Mas On The Isthmus lyrics

It's X-mas on the Isthmus of Panama We're listless this Christmas No Santa Claus No wise men, no angels No mistletoe trucks No reindeer, no shepherds We're sh** out of luck Ah we hung all our stockings On the palm trees with care Stayed up all night Still nothin there So we snorted some incense And shot up some myrrh Stayed up two more days Just to make sure Ah it's X-mas on the Isthmus of Panama It's hopeless, we're dopeless No Santa Claus No wise men, no angels No mistletoe trucks No reindeer, no shepherds We're sh** out of luck Bethlehem...Bethle-her ... Bethle-you Bethle-me ... Mucho Ah there抯 something about X-mas That brings me to tears Snowmen an chestnuts An roastin reindeers That story from the Bible God's only son The immaculate injection Ah you know the one Well they wadn't from around here They was Judean strangers So they called up the front desk "Let me speak to the Manger" There was horses, there was cows There was sheep, there was pigs Mary asked Joseph "Hey who booked this gig?" Ah it's X-mas on the Isthmus of Panama We're shiftless, we抮e giftless No Santa Claus No wise men, no angels No mistletoe trucks No reindeer, no shepherds We're sh** out of luck Bethlehem...Bethle-her ... Bethle-you Bethle-me ... Mucho