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Grandma's House
05:10
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Your eyes are a sight for sore ones every year
Every year about Christmas time
Our lives around the sun have more meaning every year
Every year about Christmas time
And over the hill to Grandma's house we go
Gotta let her know
We love you every time of every season
Every morning and evening too, you know
We love you for all the lessons and the reasons
And the way that you led us through
And over the hill to Grandma's house we go
Gotta let her know, we love her so
Even more the older we grow
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2. |
Trivial Pursuit
03:46
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She kinda likes a little fog in the winter air
Mystery wrapped up with a lot of good tidings out there
He puts an *asterisk next to the whole affair
Fake pomp and circumstance where no one even cares
Til the night before Christmas like a super collider
Particles accelerate over sparkling cider
The future gets brighter, so easy...
Wear your heart on your sleeve this Christmas Eve
Give all your love no matter what you may receive
This time of year makes him think of all the loved ones gone
She tends to think of the ones who still live on
Holiday parties make him feel like he's trapped in Tron
And the cold makes him long for the belly of a warm Tauntaun
Til the night before Christmas the Trivial Pursuit
And friction during Pictionary, really tells the truth
Go ask Dr. Ruth, they're gettin in the mood
Wear your heart on your sleeve this Christmas Eve
Give all your love no matter what you may receive
Give all your love no matter what you may receive
Together they promise to combine all of their best parts
The holes in their souls patched up like works of art
Staying power uncommon in this century
Forged by the night they kissed by the company tree
On the night before Christmas a true love came to thee, one to count on for all eternity.
Wear your heart on your sleeve this Christmas Eve
Give all your love no matter what you may receive
Give all your love no matter what you may receive
Give all your love no matter what you may receive
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3. |
Home for the Holidays
05:42
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I clocked out from work, put on some tunes
Hitched a ride to the local saloon
After a few rounds, I was full of Christmas cheer
Til I came home for the holidays and you weren't here
I came home for the holidays and you weren't here
Just a note, on my kegerator
To let me know you disappeared
Said you were, heading for the desert to live
Life without fear
I came home for the holidays and you were not here
I couldn't bear, the thought of being there
After what happened last year
You sat around all day long
Watching football, getting drunk on cheap beer
When your team got their asses kicked
You actually shed a tear
So I hopped in the truck after the bud bowl
And blazed on to a new frontier
It fired me up that cloudy day
Heading straight for anywhere
The Christmas lights melted the frostbite
For all I ever cared
All the ways you hurt me
I'll probably never share
I left home for the holidays
Cuz you weren't really there
A coyote Christmas is lonely in some ways
When the meaning of your gift
Lies in what you never gave
Always feel so pure in the cold desert air
Am I coming home for the holidays?
That's neither here nor there
I clocked out from work, put on some tunes
Hitched a ride to the local saloon
After a few rounds, I was full of Christmas cheer
Til I came home for the holidays and you weren't here
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4. |
Under Mistletoe
05:06
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Lady with the ladle at the Devil's punchbowl
Our eyes locked tight, we shared a mind full
I moved closer so sweet and slow, girl
Why'd you have to go, and leave me
Standing all alone under mistletoe
Standing all alone under mistletoe
Girl where'd you go?
FYI on the 411, I left the room to go ditch that bum
I'd been seeing off and on for about a month or so
I came back hoping we'd cut a rug
Get to know each other, more than hug and bah humbug
I was late to the show
I was standing all alone under mistletoe
Standing all alone under mistletoe
So there you go
Standing all alone under mistletoe
Standing all alone under mistletoe
Standing all alone under mistletoe
Standing all alone under mistletoe
No Ho-Ho-Ho
Now, it's 2am rolling up to a spot
Where the food's lukewarm and the coffee's not
I don't really know you, yet I miss you alot
And pancakes make me happy, so I give em a shot
Syrup isn't sappy, tastes like store bought
I leave a tip anyhow, cuz I felt I ought
Took for my crib to go hit the cot
My collar still steamy from the vibes you brought
Between you and me that's why lessons are taught
Take a cold Christmas Eve make it piping hot
Hot buttered rum and a rumpa-pum-pum
I'll be dreaming of you while I'm playing my drum
Got a text from my friend telling me I was dumb
You just showed up where I just took off from
Under the mistletoe
So away I run
Standing all alone under mistletoe
Standing all alone under mistletoe
Standing all alone under mistletoe
Standing all alone under mistletoe
Standing all alone under mistletoe
No Ho-Ho-Ho
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5. |
Ice Cycle
06:08
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6. |
Coyote Christmas
04:10
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Ahoooooooohhhhh...
It's a Coyote Christmas out here on the plains
No one left to sing our songs to, no one left to blame
It would take a steel trap and if we came up lame
Why, we'd keep limping right along into the next refrain
Ahooooooooohhhhhh.....
So, if you're lonely on Christmas Eve
Bare your teeth don't feel bereaved
Many needles on the tree
Many fish within the sea
Maybe you can find a whole new family
You can stay in the ruins or rise from the remains
Any way you hum it, all sounds the same
It's a Coyote Christmas out here on the plains
We keep limping right along into the next refrain...
Ahooooooooooohhhhhhhhh....
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7. |
Fruitcake
04:50
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Sugar thyme cookies and big mocha hearts
Pumpkin rolls and tiny fudge tarts
Chocolate chip blondies, shortbread too
Almond Roca and snickerdoodledoos
Don't bring me fruitcake, unless you stay til it's through
I ain't eatin' no fruitcake without you
Gingerbread houses with gumdrop roofs
Powdered sugar footprints from Reindeer hooves
Candycane fences across a frosted lawn
Marshmallow snowmen will disappear by dawn
Don't bring me fruitcake, unless you stay til it's gone
Eatin' fruitcake without you feels so wrong
Don't bring me fruitcake, unless you stay til it's through
I ain't eatin' no fruitcake without you
No fruitcake for me...
Don't bring me fruitcake, unless you stay til it's through
I ain't eatin' no fruitcake without you
Don't bring me fruitcake, unless you stay til it's gone
Eatin' fruitcake without you feels so wrong
No fruitcake for me...
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8. |
Old Soles
05:33
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We've got old soles, everyone knows
When we step out in the snow, under the moon
We can feel it in our toes
We've got old soles and everybody knows
Our ancestors all talk the same talk
Up and down the same blocks
When that old whistle blows
Our house has old bones, inside we retire
Leave our days back on the road
Put a kettle on the stove
Warm our feet by the winter fire
Our house has old bones, our hearts' old desire
Heavier but sturdier, what living life can do to ya
Going on, the flame gets tired
Every year for the holidays
The city feels like a little town
It's enough just to share a smile
Keep a stranger from feeling down
Try to pay some mind when we're standing in line
When this time of year rolls around
Pray for peace, for the loved ones passed over
Keep our feet closer to the ground
We've got old soles, everyone knows
When we step out in the snow, under the moon
We can feel it in our toes
We've got old soles and everybody knows
Our ancestors all talk the same talk
Up and down the same blocks
When that old whistle blows
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9. |
Auld Lang Syne
06:20
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