Tiny little boots covered in snow Apple cider warmin' on the stove Tinsel twinklin' everywhere Holly hangin' on the stairs It must be Christmas Eve Angels sittin' high upon a tree Watchin' over presents patiently Milk and cookies on a plate Santa Clause is on his way The kids should be fast asleep but Sleigh bells are ringin' in their heads Twistin' like little tops in their beds Tryin' to sleep but it's no use With hoofs tap, tappin' on the roof Peakin' out the window to see what they can see It's a Candy Cane Christmas Sweet as it can be The kids will wake up awfully early 'Cause they can't wait to see If Santa made it so they can say Look, what he brought me Sleigh bells are ringin' in their heads Twistin' like little tops in their beds Tryin' to sleep but it's no use With hoofs tap, tappin' on the roof Peakin' out the window to see what they can see It's a Candy Cane Christmas Sweet as it can be It's a Candy Cane Christmas Sweet as it can be...

I got a little bird, I'm gonna take her home Put her in a cage and disconnect the phone If you give me a look, I'm gonna get the book I'm gonna preach the word I wanna preach to birds As I walk the floor Yeah, this I know When I get you home, this is how it goes I got nothing to lose, I'll never let you go

Well, somebody walked up to me but I didn't know what to do Then somebody said hello to me, but I didn't know what to do Because I think that my words could get twisted So I bend my back over, take a gulp, be funny 'Cause I know there's nothing I can do Then my mother tried to pick me up 'cause I was sittin' down on the ground Something forced my little eyes to come open, but I couldn't make out the sound It doesn't matter 'cause my eyes are lying, and they don't have emotion Don't wanna be social, can't take it when they hate me But I know there's nothing I can do When my thoughts start to feel like mine They're taken from me, it seems to happen every time And the feelings that are fine for you There's somebody there who doesn't think they are true So think of something new There's nothing left to do Then my idols walk next to me, I look up at them, they fade away It's a destruction of a mystery the more I listen to what they say So does that mean that there's no more doing, and there's no more thinking And there's no more feeling, 'cause there's no right opinion? Can you tell me what I'm supposed to do?

Hello operator Can you give me number nine? Can i see you later? Will you give me back my dime? Turn the oscillator Twist it with a dollar bill Mail man bring the paper Leave it on my windowsill Find a canary A bird to bring my message home Carry my obituary My coffin doesnt have a phone How you gonna get the money? Send papers to an empty home? How you gonna get the money? Nobody to answer the phone