War on Christmas
Take down the lights
I don't do Christmas
Religion's fine
I just hate Christmas

I'll hang out at noon
But not before then
I think you're fine
I just don't wake up then

This place feels like a furnace
Someone's trying to burn us
I'm glad you're happy this way
But if I have to watch you smile
I'll pull our file
And finish us off today

It’s okay

Theories are great
But I hate when you say them
I understand my heat bills
I still don't pay them
I know my rights
But thanks for explaining
The day they're enough
Will be the day it starts raining

You forget we live in quicksand
This isn't sick, man
We won't be around if we win
But if I have to watch you smile
I'll pull our file
And turn both of us in