Almost Christmas
Posted by Saint on Fri, 12/23/2005 - 1:58am.
It was just a little bit Friday when I tried to track down lyrics for Venus Envy's Silent Dyke or I Hate the Holidays. Almost three hours later, it's more legitimately Friday, and I still don't have those lyrics. I got distracted by Kinsey Sicks and Betty, but that's not why; the reason why is, nobody's got the damn lyrics! Shoot, I could've listened to the songs and transcribed them by now. But screw that. I found a tolerable replacement Friday holiday song, anyhow. And here it is. Ahem.

Merry Christmas From The Family

Mom got drunk and Dad got drunk
At our Christmas party
We were drinkin' champagne punch
And homemade eggnog
Little sister brought her new boyfriend
He was a Mexican
We didn't know what to think of him
Til he sang Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad

Brother Ken brought his kids with him
The three from his first wife Lynn
And the two identical twins

From his second wife Mary Nell
Of course he brought his new wife Kaye
Who talks all about AA
Chain smokin' while the stereo plays
Noel, Noel, The first Noel

Carve the turkey turn the ball game on
Mix Margaritas when the eggnog's gone
Send somebody to the Quik-Pak store
We need some ice and an extension cord
A can of bean dip and some Diet Rite
A box of pampers , some Marlboro Lights
Hallelujah everybody say cheese
Merry Christmas from the family

Fran and Rita drove from Harlingen
I can't remember how I'm kin to them
But when they tried to plug their motor home in
They blew our christmas lights
Cousin David knew just what went wrong
So we all waited on our front lawn
He threw the breaker and the lights came on
And we sang Silent Night
Oh Silent Night o' holy night

Carve the turkey turn the ballgame on
Mix Bloody Marys cause we all want one
Send somebody to the Stop 'n Go
We need some celery and a can of fake snow
A bag of lemons and some Diet Sprite
A box of midol, some Salem Lights
Hallelujah everybody say cheese
Merry Christmas from the family
Feliz Navidad

Don't you love how every song I post has some huge story behind it? Gives it that personal 'I searched for this sucker for hours so you damn well better read it' touch. :)
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