pixies – the holiday song lyrics
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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
this ain’t no holiday
but it always turn out this way
here i am, with my hand
he took his sister from his head
and then painted her on the sheets
and then rolled her up in gr-ss and trees
and they kissed till they were dead
this ain’t no holiday
but it always turns out this way
here i am, with my hand
well 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
this ain’t no holiday, oh no
but it always turns out this way
here i am, with my hand
this ain’t no holiday
but it always turns out this way
here i am, with my hand
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