New Tradition
May I propose
A new tradition
Every year, we'll gather ‘round
Take off our clothes
Our inhibitions
Our silent fear; we’re safe and sound

We're all exactly the same

May I suggest
A routine practice
To help remember it's all made up
Go do your best
To stay distracted
God damn December won’t wait up

We're all playing the same sad game

May I propose
A celebration
Every year we'll throw a spark
As thе fire grows
We'll start a-singin'
‘Rejoicе my dear, before it's dark'
We're all fannin’ the same blue flame

We badly need
A ceremony
Some solemn vigil to recognize
It’s make-believe
The game is phoney
And the flame is fragile, it always dies

We're all exactly the same