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Disclaimer
01:11
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The Santa Clause
03:59
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The Santa Clause
Sitting inside I heard such a clatter
Went outside to see just what was the matter
Dude fell with a thud right onto my lawn
Read a card in his coat then poof he was gone
It was cold outside so I put on his coat
Climbed a ladder reached the top and my brain said no
This isn't possible reindeer on my roof
But they were hooked to a sleigh didn't need more proof
Took a ride in the sleigh with my son by my side
Takin' presents down chimneys it was quite a wild ride
When the sack was emptied to head home was the plan
So I could wake up in the morning get myself a cat scan
But it wasn't a dream
So much more than it seemed
Tryin' to wrap this idea round my head
If I would have only read
Woke up in some PJ's that were not my own
If that's where weirdness ended I could've left it alone
But I can't stop eating sundaes, cookies and sweets
Would you believe I've gained 45 pounds in a week
Now I grow a white beard and you can tell me no way
But I shave and five seconds later back to Gandalf the Gray
I've had several people tell me I'm not right in the head
And I could've avoided all this if I had just read
Now I hold this so dear
Don't have to fear I've got my reindeer
Looking forward to December each year
All of the presents and eggnog and cheer
There's always so much to get done
I get to run the North Pole check that son
I guess you could say that this race has been won
And there's nothing that's greater on Earth to become
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The Lament of Kevin McCallister
I've been sittin' here for 28 years
All these thoughts in my head nearly bringin' me to tears
Always thought that what I did was what I just had to do
But then why am I always having so much trouble breaking through
Guess it's just time to let it all out
Get this off my chest try to let go of the doubt
Was it really necessary to go to the extreme
When you're eight years old it doesn't seem so mean
Did I really have to hit them in the face with the paint cans
Did I have to set his hair on fire step on the ornaments
It was all part of the plan
I was left here home alone
Without a cheese pizza of my own
I was young and now I'm grown
Wasn't sure back then but now I know
My Past I have trouble letting go
That's what happens when you get left home alone
While my family was sittin' in Paris
I was all alone tell the truth I couldn't care less
If they ever showed their faces again
No more sleeping with Fuller while he's wettin' the bed
But that's when things got sort of strange
Saw that gold toothed cop but he wasn't the same
Had to defend my home but now I see in hindsight
A simple call to the police really would've sufficed
Did I really have to burn his hand with the door knob
Did I have to shoot them both with my bb gun
I guess that hot iron did it's job
Didn't think that my past was gonna haunt me
Turn me around slap me crossed the face and taunt me
I guess they didn't have it all that bad
I mean they walked away from this just a little bit mad
Thank God for Marley I was hangin from a coat rack
His shovel in his hands he gave them both a good whack
I'm not sure what I should feel guilty for
They got another shot at me when I was lost in New York
I was left here home alone
Buzz's room is where I found some dough
A fake party I had to throw
Eating junk food watchin' violent shows
My Past I have trouble letting go
That's what happens when you get left home alone
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Christmas in Whoville
03:52
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Christmas In Whoville
I know this girl and for her whole life
She's had Christmas in her heart, it's always been on in her mind
She's humming deck the halls on the fourth of July
Candy cane perfume in the air as she walks by
Yeah you'll never find another didn't get it from her mother
Let me tell you brother she's so unlike any other
She loves the way a snowflake falls to the ground
But there's something that's been missing that she still hasn't found
It all began in 1966
When one stood above all the other Christmas flicks
It told the story of a little town that doesn't exist
But don't tell her that cause that could make her clnch her fists
There's nothing greater in this Seussian town
Than to celebrate Christmas they spend all year counting down
It's possible to say they're all somewhat obsessed
It made a huge impression colored her impressed
She likes the games they all play
Like Zoo Zitta Ka Zay
To her there's no bigger thrill
She wants Christmas in Whoville
She wants to eat Who-Pudding
She wants to to sit at their feast
She wants to carve the Roast Beast
She wants Christmas in Whoville
She wants to hang out with Cindy Lou Who
Maybe eat some who hash and have some hot chocolate too
And if they find a light that won't light on one side
They won't need a Grinch Santa she's Christmas tree certified
But hangin with the who's it won't be enough
She'll take the dumpit to Mount Crumpit show the green guy who's tough
Because the reason for the season isn't all of the stuff
It's about the birth of Jesus and how He came to save us
Then she'll stand hand in hand with all the who folk
Singing out who carols barely hitting a note
But that won't matter to her because she'd know in her heart
That feeling inside her under the light of the stars
All she wants is Christmas to be x3
Christmas to be in Whoville
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