[verse 1] Neon wreath in the window, duct-tape on the chairs, Ugly sweater contest tied—nobody really cares. We parked the trucks for the night, keys in someone’s cup, If trouble is a present, guess we’re wrapping it up. [pre-chorus] Jukebox playing carols through a busted silver cone, We’re a choir with no last names, making this our own. [chorus] Tinsel & tallboys—raise ’em to the wrong and right, Good friends, bad ideas, under barroom lights. Snow or no snow, asphalt’s sparkling just fine, Merry Christmas to the out-of-line. Tinsel & tallboys—toast the year we halfway planned, All we need tonight is this loud little band. [verse 2] Mistletoe’s a zip tie on a flickering exit sign, Somebody yells “don’t overthink it”—right place, wrong time. Tabs like tinsel tangled, laughter in the air, If joy’s a little reckless, baby, leave it there. [pre-chorus] We’ve been on the naughty list since June or maybe May, But kindness buys the first round, and we’ll tip it all the way. [chorus] Tinsel & tallboys—raise ’em to the wrong and right, Good friends, bad ideas, under barroom lights. Snow or no snow, asphalt’s sparkling just fine, Merry Christmas to the out-of-line. Tinsel & tallboys—here’s to staying up too late, Keeping warm on poor decisions’ heat. [bridge] It ain’t the gifts or postcards—just whoever’s still around, Singing bad in perfect harmony, buying one more round. [breakdown] Ho—ho—hold my beer! (hey!) Ho—ho—hold my beer! (hey!) [final chorus] Tinsel & tallboys—raise ’em to the wrong and right, Good friends, bad ideas, under barroom lights. Snow or no snow, asphalt’s sparkling just fine, Merry Christmas to the out-of-line. Tinsel & tallboys—count it down and let it ring, Here’s to us and every dumb, bright thing. [tag] Tinsel & tallboys.
