I stay inside
and watch the earth refine to snow and ice
In Canada there's a sale on at Canadian Tire
Gloria! There's a Christmas tree in every shopping mall
Throw up your hands! For the Lord of all is a gift card to The Gap.
O, family tree
All the mysteries that have been revealed
Our table gets smaller every year
We disappear in the snow
In America, there's a girl that's gonna be a star someday
In Bethlehem, there's a boy whose gonna give himself away
My grandpa died in the nursing home ten years after his wife
She fell down and we spent Christmas wearing hospital gowns
Gloria! For the Lord of all has come to earth at last
Fall on your knees, for the gifts he brings are never gonna pass
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