frank black - the holiday song lyrics
[verse 1]
well sit right down, my wicked son
and let me tell you a story
about the boy who fell from glory
and how he was a wicked son, and
[chorus]
this ain’t no holiday, no no no no
but it always turns out this way
here i am with my hand
[verse 2]
well, he took his sister from his head
and then painted her on the sheets
and he rolled her up in gr-ss and trees
and they kissed ’till they were dead, yeah
[chorus]
this ain’t no holiday, no no no no
but it always turns out this way
here i am with my hand
[verse 1]
sit right down, my evil son and
let me tell you a story
about the boy who fell from glory and
how he was a wicked son, yeah
[chorus]
this ain’t no holiday, no no
but it always turns out this way
here i am with my hand
[chorus]
this ain’t no holiday, no no
but it always turns out this way
here i am
with my hand
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