The Season's Upon Us - Live From Spotify NYC
The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees and there's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung
There's bells and there's holly, the kids are gung-ho
True love finds a kiss beneath fresh mistletoe
Some families are messed up while others are fine
If you think yours is crazy
Well, you should see mine
My sisters are whack-jobs, I wish I had none
Their husbands are losers and so are their sons
My nephew's a horrible wise little twit
He once gave me a nice gift wrapped box full of shit
He likes to pelt carolers with icy snow balls
I'd like to take him out back and deck more than the halls
With family like this, I would have to confess
I'd be better off lonely, distraught and depressed
The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees and there's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung
They call this Christmas where I'm from
My mom likes to cook, push our buttons and prod
My brother just brought home another big broad
The eyes roll and whispers come loud from the kitchen
I'd come home more often if they'd only quit bitchin'
Dad, on the other hand's a selfish old sod
Drinks whiskey alone with my miserable dog
Who won't run or fetch, yeah, he couldn't care less
He defiled my teddy bear and left me the mess
The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees and there's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung
They call this Christmas where I'm from
The table's set, we raise a toast
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
I'm so glad this day only comes once a year
You can keep your opinions, your presents, your "Happy New Year"
They call this Christmas where I'm from
They call this Christmas where I'm from
Merry Christmas
Ho ho ho ho
Oh crap!
Nice catch! Nice catch!
Ah, thank you so much, guys
(Thank you)
Really appreciate you coming
Thank you
Thanks for having us
That's the mandolin, right there
(You almost sent someone at last)
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees and there's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung
There's bells and there's holly, the kids are gung-ho
True love finds a kiss beneath fresh mistletoe
Some families are messed up while others are fine
If you think yours is crazy
Well, you should see mine
My sisters are whack-jobs, I wish I had none
Their husbands are losers and so are their sons
My nephew's a horrible wise little twit
He once gave me a nice gift wrapped box full of shit
He likes to pelt carolers with icy snow balls
I'd like to take him out back and deck more than the halls
With family like this, I would have to confess
I'd be better off lonely, distraught and depressed
The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees and there's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung
They call this Christmas where I'm from
My mom likes to cook, push our buttons and prod
My brother just brought home another big broad
The eyes roll and whispers come loud from the kitchen
I'd come home more often if they'd only quit bitchin'
Dad, on the other hand's a selfish old sod
Drinks whiskey alone with my miserable dog
Who won't run or fetch, yeah, he couldn't care less
He defiled my teddy bear and left me the mess
The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees and there's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung
They call this Christmas where I'm from
The table's set, we raise a toast
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
I'm so glad this day only comes once a year
You can keep your opinions, your presents, your "Happy New Year"
They call this Christmas where I'm from
They call this Christmas where I'm from
Merry Christmas
Ho ho ho ho
Oh crap!
Nice catch! Nice catch!
Ah, thank you so much, guys
(Thank you)
Really appreciate you coming
Thank you
Thanks for having us
That's the mandolin, right there
(You almost sent someone at last)
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Barr, James Lynch, Mathew Kelly, Kenneth Casey, Timothy Brennan, Jeff Darosa
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