[Intro – Spoken, annoyed narrator] Alright… Who brought the drum? It’s 3 a.m. [Verse 1] Came down the road with a beat in his hand, Snow in his boots, zero clue, no plan. Everyone whisperin’, “keep it down,” But here he comes like a marching band. We got gifts wrapped neat with bows and string, Cookies, candles, quiet things, Then BAM BAM BAM on the hallway floor, Kid start drumming like he’s starting a war. [Pre-Chorus] He said, “I ain’t got gold or fancy stuff,” We said, “That’s fine, just… soft enough.” [Chorus] He brought a drum to Christmas night, No volume knob, no sense of time. We said, “It’s sweet,” but we lied a bit, ‘Cause Grandma jumped and the dog lost it. No frankincense, no silent cheer, Just rat-tat-boom echoing in our ears. It’s Christmas joy… aggressively done, Courtesy of the kid with the drum. [Verse 2] Carolers froze mid “Silent Night,” Nativity scene fell to the right. Shepherds blinked, angels fled, Joseph just sighed and shook his head. The kid smiled big, said “This is my gift,” Everyone nodded like, “yeah… totally… yep.” Baby slept through the first few hits, But the third encore? Even he said “quit.” [Pre-Chorus] He played with passion, heart and soul, But maybe save the solo for after the show? [Chorus] He brought a drum to Christmas night, No inside voice, no low-key vibe. We love the spirit, we really do, But the neighbors called by verse two. Peace on Earth was almost won, Till the floorboards cracked from the kid with the drum. [Bridge – Breakdown / Whispered] We appreciate the effort… We really do… But next year maybe… A triangle? [Final Chorus – Bigger, Funniest] He brought a drum to Christmas night, Turned “calm and bright” into “hold on tight.” It’s the thought that counts, that’s what they say, But our ears need therapy anyway. So clap real loud, smile for fun, Then gently hide… the kid’s drum. [Outro – Spoken] Merry Christmas. Please stop drumming.
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