As I walked through the tall glass doors
It hit me like hockey sticks,
Like two high sticks catching me
On either side of the head at the same time.
Motherfucking Christmas music.
Even Anne Murray cannot make me like it.
I bet it was Christmas music that pushed
The Fort Hood Killer over the Edge.
Peace on Earth
No room at the inn
Snowman smoking dope
Puking all the way
Deer with names
Big bright star
Chop off a turkey's head
Lots of cheer
I'm dreaming of a White Christmas Massacre