The Oldhouse - Christmas Lights (Year After Year) Lyrics

Late evening panic of crawling the attic
And bumping your head on the ceiling
You tumble your way down the stairs
Thinking "Christ, I need a drink"

Defeated, you sit up, still holding that turtledove
You can not remember who bought it
Or why anyone would
Or how anyone could

We're spending this Christmas time
Untangling Christmas lights
How are these knots so tight
We do this every year

(Year after year after year...)

Choirs of drunkards are singing
Ladadadadadada
As if they know the tune

Wading through people all flustered and rushing
Around for that last special thing
And you'd think that this was hell
If it wasn't so freezing

We're spending this Christmas time
Untangling Christmas lights
How the are these knots so tight
We do this every...

(Year after year after year...)

When you try to embrace it, you stick out your tongue
But you choke on a snowflake and cough up a lung
And your done
Oh so done

That late evening panic will soon turn to cheer
When familiar spices and voices and songs fill the air
And we all settle down on an evening so still

As we gather around tonight
To untangle these Christmas lights
How could I fail to see
The joy it brings me

(Year after year after year...)