Leaving Christmas Day

Smell on the trees
Suns have last of their tears
And I’m here
Are we still waiting for the celebrating?

Raw dally weed
If you have different leaves
And I’m so incredulous
These years, they’re in back with us

Baby baby I think that you’ve had it coming
All the things that you do
From all that words to say to you
This our secret, you
Baby baby I don’t think you mean everything you say
I’m leaving Christmas day

You may be cute
But your facts don’t compute
And what else get material
But you’re too etherial

One, bring it back
It’s mine emack
And it’s so much more amazing
Than the whole seven days

Baby baby I think that you’ve had it coming
All the things that you do
From all that words to say to you
This our secret, you
Baby baby I don’t think you mean everything you say
I’m leaving Christmas day

Bring down the bells, bring out the treats
Bring down the silence it could be
Bring down the bells, bring out the treats
Bring down the silence it could be

Baby baby I think that you’ve had it coming
All the things that you do
From all that words to say to you
This our secret, you
Baby baby I don’t think you mean everything you say
I’m leaving Christmas day
I’m leaving Christmas day