With my stockingful of coal
I ran out into the snow
Scraped off the frost and hit the road
This year I'm slippin on thin ice
In general naughtier than nice
The guilt that is hidden inside me foreboding
(This Christmas)
Time for another celebration
Good tidings from when we were young
Making angels in the white
Oh my innocence has come to pass with
Years and presents, alas, there are taking their toll
And I'm getting old with my stockingful of coal
Cold winter nights
Snowflakes look like stars in my headlights
I wonder where could Kris Kringle be
He's probably stopping by your place
I see the look upon your face
Engraved in Christmas infinity
(Santa slows down)
Time for a two-weekend vacation
The carols that I have sung
Stuck firmly in my mind
Oh I think the ghost of Christmas past has
Awoken me from a dream and kidnapped my soul
I'm getting old with my stockingful of coal
(Cause it's)
Time to close down the whole nation
With liquor eggnog and wine
Integrated yet refined
For I could drink until I didn't know you
And imagine residing within the north pole
Then growing old with my stockingful of coal
credits
released December 14, 2012
Written and tracked by Chris
Mixed and mastered by Wakeman
Photo for art by tiffany terry via flickr.com (CC BY-SA 2.0)
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