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Christmas Time ( no pricks) Remastered

V6

[Verse 1] Well, look who held the door, must be getting close to Christmas Even that nosy bitch next door is minding her own business Pass the rolls, swallow pride, try a little forgiveness Cousins ghosted us all year, now they’re swearing that they missed us Folding chairs, tangled lights, who invited all this mess? Grandma says the door stays open, come on in and do your best Some make it through the meal, some start shit before the stuffing “Glad you came” through gritted teeth, at least that counts for something Uncle bit his tongue so hard we thought he’d need a stitch Made it halfway through hello, then called his brother a bitch “Not today” comes from the kitchen, “take that bullshit out of here” Then she hands him extra plates, “go feed the neighbors, dear” Don’t particularly like them, still remember what they eat Save the corner with no frosting, leave their favorite empty seat If being kind feels awkward, keep on trying anyway Even assholes get a chance to do some good on Christmas Day [Hook] You’re not funny, you’re not slick It’s Christmas time, don’t be a prick I know we hate the Christmas weather But cheer up and get your shit together [Verse 2] Come sit down, the food’s still warm, let’s leave the past behind us Half the shit we fell out over, hell, somebody please remind us An apology, a long hug, a little forgiveness Feels good having everybody home again for Christmas Someone’s crying laughing at a joke we’ve heard for years Can’t get through the punchline, got the whole room wiping tears Kids are sneaking cookies, leaving crumbs along the hall Grown folks swear they’re watching them, ain’t watching them at all Auntie’s dancing by the sink, using serving spoons for mics Everybody knows the words, nobody gets the notes quite right Someone pulls another chair up, squeezes in beside the tree Nobody’s in a hurry, nowhere else we’d rather be Love’s a plate wrapped up to go, a call to say “you made it home?” Staying on a little longer so nobody feels alone Wish these days would last a little, keep the people we love near All this laughing, all this loving, God, I love this time of year [Hook] You’re not funny, you’re not slick It’s Christmas time, don’t be a prick I know we hate the Christmas weather But cheer up and get your shit together [Hook] You’re not funny, you’re not slick It’s Christmas time, don’t be a prick I know we hate the Christmas weather But cheer up and get your shit together