Glory to the World

On a cold December Morning
Christmas Lights they shine so bright
Drunken Santaclaus is yawning
He's trying to sober up for work
Those pretty white snowflakes ain't falling
It's pissing rain again
And with my songs and my guitar
I try to brighten up this day

Glory to the world where everything is upside down
People trying to buy peace of mind
Glory to the world where everything is inside out
I wonder will I ever see a smile

On a cold December morning
The Christmas tree is dying
Salvation army's songs are calling
For you to feed the poor
On the main street, traffic's crawling
Everyone's late for work
And with my songs and my guitar
I try to brighten up this day

Glory to the world where everything is upside down
People trying to buy peace of mind
Glory to the world where everything is inside out
I wonder will I ever see a smile

Glory to the world where everything is upside down
People trying to buy peace of mind
Glory to the world where everything is inside out
I wonder will I ever see a smile
On a cold December morning

I lost my faith in Santaclaus



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