Best Christmas Song?
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Christmas in Hollis - Run DMC
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put on a slow, dumb show for you
and crack you up
so you can put a blue ribbon on my brain
god I'm very, very frightening
and I'll overdo it'
happy christmas (war is over)
Happy Xmas (War is Over)
John Lennon, Yoko Ono
(Happy Xmas Kyoko
Happy Xmas Julian)
So this is Xmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Xmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Xmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong
And so happy Xmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight
A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Xmas
And what have we done
Another year over
A new one just begun
And so happy Xmas
We hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
War is over, if you want it
War is over now
Happy Xmas
my favorite
Christmas
Blues Traveler
Comes the time for Christmas
And I really have to ask
If this is feeling merry
How much longer must it last
I wish a one horse open sleigh
Would come carry me away
But I've been waiting here all day
And one just hasn't come my way
Now excuse me if I'm not being reverent
But I was hoping for a miracle to hold me, wash me
Save me from my righteous doubt as I watch helpless
And everybody sings
If it's Chanukah or Kwanza
Solstice, harvest or December twenty-fifth
Peace on earth to everyone
And abundance to everyone you're with
Laha da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
Laha da da da da
Laha da da da da
Comes the time for Christmas
And as you raise your Yuletide flask
There's like this feeling that you carry
As if from every Christmas past
It's as if each year it grows
It's like you feel it in your toes
And on and on your carol goes
Harvesting love among your woes
I want to buy into the benevolent
And I was hoping for a miracle to hold me, wash me
Make me know what it's about
As the longing in me makes me want to sing
Noel or Navidad
Season celebration or just the end of the year
Christmas can mean anything
And I mean to keep its hope forever near
Laha da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da da
Laha da da da da
Laha da da da da
As if a cold and frozen soul is warm to love
By loves own hand
So goes the prayer if for a day peace on earth
And good will to man
At twenty below the winter storm it billows
But the fire is so warm inside
And the children while nestled in their pillows
Dream of St. Nicholas's ride
And how the next day they'll get up and they will play
In the still falling Christmas snow
And together we'll celebrate forever
In defiance of the winds that blow
My god in heaven now I feel like I'm seven
And spirit calls to me as well
As if Christmas had made the winter warmer
Made a paradise from what was hell
As if a cold and frozen soul is warm to love
By loves own hand
So goes the prayer if for a day peace on earth
And good will to man.......
I wish a one horse open sleigh would come carry me away
And I'll keep waiting through next May
Until Christmas comes my way
Let's just breathe...
I am myself like you somehow
Christmas Wrapping
The Waitresses
"Bah, humbug!" No, that's too strong
'Cause it is my favorite holiday
But all this year's been a busy blur
Don't think I have the energy
To add to my already mad rush
Just 'cause it's 'tis the season.
The perfect gift for me would be
Completions and connections left from
Last year, ski shop,
Encounter, most interesting.
Had his number but never the time
Most of '81 passed along those lines.
So deck those halls, trim those trees
Raise up cups of Christmas cheer,
I just need to catch my breath,
Christmas by myself this year.
Calendar picture, frozen landscape,
Chilled this room for twenty-four days,
Evergreens, sparkling snow
Get this winter over with!
Flashback to springtime, saw him again,
Would've been good to go for lunch,
Couldn't agree when we were both free,
We tried, we said we'd keep in touch.
Didn't, of course, 'til summertime,
Out to the beach to his boat could I join him?
No, this time it was me,
Sunburn in the third degree.
Now the calendar's just one page
And, of course, I am excited
Tonight's the night, but I've set my mind
Not to do too much about it.
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
But I think I'll miss this one this year.
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
But I think I'll miss this one this year.
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
But I think I'll miss this one this year.
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
But I think I'll miss this one this year.
Hardly dashing through the snow
Cause I bundled up too tight
Last minute have-to-do's
A few cards a few calls
'Cause it's r-s-v-p
No thanks, no party lights
It's Christmas Eve, gonna relax
Turned down all of my invites.
Last fall I had a night to myself,
Same guy called, halloween party,
Waited all night for him to show,
This time his car wouldn't go,
Forget it, it's cold, it's getting late,
Trudge on home to celebrate
In a quiet way, unwind
Doing Christmas right this time.
A&P has provided me
With the world's smallest turkey
Already in the oven, nice and hot
Oh damn! Guess what I forgot?
So on with the boots, back out in the snow
To the only all-night grocery,
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
In the line is that guy I've been chasing all year!
"I'm spending this one alone," he said.
"Need a break; this year's been crazy."
I said, "Me too, but why are you?
You mean you forgot cranberries too?"
Then suddenly we laughed and laughed
Caught on to what was happening
That Christmas magic's brought this tale
To a very happy ending! "
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
Couldn't miss this one this year!
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
Couldn't miss this one this year!
Written by Chris Butler
(c) 1981 Future Fossil Music, BMI
Let's just breathe...
I am myself like you somehow
The Pogues - Fairytale of New York
It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me
"You were handsome"
"You were pretty
Queen of New York City"
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day
"You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed"
"You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last"
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day
"I could have been someone"
"Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you"
"I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you"
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day
love that song!
Mr. Hankey, the Christmas Poo
I'm going to have to agree with you on this one. My favorite Christmas song of all time!
Santa Claus and His Old Lady Cheech and Chong
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(CM: Cheech Marin TC: Tommy Chong)
CM: (Playing piano) "Mamamasita, donde esta Santa Cleese...the vecto wit da
bony knees...he comin' down da street wit no choos on his feet...and he's
going to..." No, no, that's ain't it... "Mamamasita, donde esta Santa
Claus...da guy wit da hair on his jaws...he's..." Nah. Hey, man, come
over here, man. I need some help, man.
TC: Yeah, man, I can dig that. Like, what are ya doin', man?
CM: Aw, I'm trying to write a song about Santa Claus, man, but it's not
comin' out...
TC: About WHO, man?
CM: About Santa Claus, man. You know, Santa Claus, man?
TC: Oh, yeah, man. I played with those dudes, man.
CM: WHAT?
TC: Yeah, last year at the Philmore, man. Me and the base player sat in, man.
CM: Oh, hey, man, you think Santa Claus is a group, huh? No, it's not a
group, man.
TC: Wha? They break up, man?
CM: No, man. It's one guy, man. Y'know, he had a..a red suit, man, on with
black padded leather choos...you know the guy, man.
TC: Oh, yeah...he's with Motown, ain't he? Yeah, I played with that dude,
too, man. He's a good singer, man.
CM: No, no, hold on, man. He's not with Motown, man.
TC: Well, then he's with Buddha, man.
CM: Aw, man, you don't know who Santa Claus is, man!
TM: Yeah, well, I'm not from here, man. Like, I'm from Pittsburgh, man. I
don't know to many local dudes.
CM: Ohhh, I see. Well, hey, man, sit back and relax and I'll tell you da
story about Santa Claus, man. Listen:
Once upon a time, about, hmmm, five years ago, there was this groovy dude
and has name was Santa Claus, y'know? And he used to live over in the
projects with his old lady, and they had a pretty good thing together
because his old lady was really fine, and she could cook and all that
stuff like that, y'know. Like, she made da best brownies in town, man!
Oh, I could remember 'em now, man. I could eat ONE of 'em, man...
TC: Wow, did you know these people, man?
CM: Oh, yeah, man. They used to live next door to me, y'know...until they
got kicked out, man.
TC: Wha? They got kicked out of the projects, man?
CM: Yeah, you what happened, man? They used ta live with all these midgets,
y'know, and da midgets used ta make a lot noise, y'know, like pounding and
hammering and pounding all night, man...
TC: Typical freaks, huh?
CM: Oh, yeah, man, they were REALLY freaks, man. As a matter of fact, they
all moved up north together, y'know.
TC: Oh, they had to go get their head together, man?
CM: Yeah, get their head together. And they started a commune, y'know. It
was called the...uh..."Santa Claus and his Old Lady Commune"; it was a
real famous one up there, man. And they used to sit around and groove
all the time, y'know.
TC: Oh, yeah?
CM: Yeah, a really good time there, man.
TC: That sounds heavy, man.
CM: Yeah, they eat da brownies, man, and they drink da tea, man...and what
they did most of da time, though, was make a lotta goodies, y'know? And
they had everything they needed; they only needed to come into town
maybe once year or something like that...
TC: To pick up the welfare check and the food stamps, right.
CM: Yeah, man. No, no, what they did, man, is that, once a year, when they
made all the goodies, y'know, they used ta put 'em in a big chopping bag
and, then, they used ta take da chopping bag and give 'em to all the
boys and girls all da way around da world, man!
TC: Hey, well, that's hip, man! That sounds real nice, man.
CM: Oh, yeah, they were really nice people man. And so much class, man...
they had so much class, y'know. Like, give or take da way they used ta
deliver da toys, y'know. It's, like, Santa Claus used ta have this
really charp chort, man, y'know? It was lower to da ground, had twice-
pipes, candy-apple red and button top. Oooo, clean!
TC: Hey, that sounds like a hip snowmobile, man.
CM: No, no, it wasn't a snowmobile; it was a sled, y'know. One of those big
sleds, y'know? And he used ta have it pulled by some reindeers, y'know,
like, reindeers?
TC: Some WHAT, man?
CM: Some reindeers, y'know. He used ta hook them onto da sled, and then he
used ta stand up inside da sled and hold on to da reins, and then call
out their names, like, "On, Donner! On, Blitzen! On, Chewy! On, Tavo!
C'mon, Becto!" And then, the reindeers used ta take off into da sky and
fly across da sky, man!
TC: Wow, man! That's far out, man!
CM: Yeah! And then, when they flied across da sky, they used ta come down to
place like, oh, Chicago, L.A., Nueva York and Pacoima and all those
places, y'know, and then land on top of people's roofs, and then 'ol Santa
Claus would make himself real small, y'know, like, a real small guy, and
he'd come down da chimney and then he would give you all da stuff that he
made, man. And...dig this, man...he did it all in one night, man!
TC: Hey, just a minute, man. Now, how'd he do that, man?
CM: Oh, well, man, he took da freeway. How else, man?
TC: No, man. No, man, how'd he do all that other stuff, man? Like, how'd he
make himself small, man. And, how'd he, like, how'd he get the reindeer
off the ground, man?
CM: Oh, well, man, he had some magic dust, man.
TC: Some magic dust?
CM: Yeah, magic dust, y'know? He used ta give a little bit to da reindeer, a
little bit to Santa Claus, a little bit more for Santa Claus, a little
bit more...
TC: And this would get the reindeer off, man?
CM: Aw, got 'em off, man?!? Are you kidding, man? They flew all da way
around da world, man!
TC: Hey, that's far out, man! Hey, I come I never met this dude, man?
CM: Oh, man, he doesn't do that bit anymore, man. It got too dangerous, man.
TC: Yeah, I can dig that, man, 'cause that's a dangerous bit, man!
CM: Yeah, lemme tell ya, it sure was, man. Like just two years ago, man, he
got stopped at the border, y'know, and they took him into another room
and took off his clothes, man, and searched him and searched his bag of
goodies, man...and then, when he was leaving, man, he was flying through
the air and somebody took a chot and his reindeer, y'know.
TC: Aw, that's a drag, man.
CM: Yeah, it really was, man. And then, man, he went down south, man, and
they tried to cut of his hair and his beard, man. And all the time, he
was getting stopped and pulled over and asked for his ID, man....just
everywhere he went, he ran into too much recession, man.
TC: No, man, you mean he ran into too much REPRESSION, man.
CM: Aw, "repression"..."recession"...it's all da same thing, man.
TC: Yeah, man. But, it's a drag, man, 'cause we could sure use a dude like
that right now.
CM: Oh, he still comes around, man.
TC: Oh, yeah?
CM: Yeah, but he comes in disguises now...
TC: Aw, he went "underground", man.
CM: Yeah, "underground", man.
TC: I can dig it.
CM: Yeah. But you ought to see his disguise; nobody would ever know it was
him, man.
TC: Oh, yeah?
CM: Yeah. He's gotta job in front of da department store, ringing this bell
and playing this tambourine next to this black pot, y'know?
TC: AW, I'VE SEEN THE DUDE, MAN!
CM: YEAH! You know who I'm talking about, man!
TC: Yeah, man! I played with that cat last year, man!
CM: WHA?!?!?
TC: Yeah, we played in front of a store, man! We made a lot of bread, man!
CM: Aw, hey, wait a minute, man! Santa Claus is not a musician, man!
TC: I'm hip, man! That cat didn't know ANY tunes, man!
CM: Oh, hey, wait a minute, man...no, he's not hip to that at all, man.
TC: No, but I played with THIS dude, man.
CM: Are you sure, man?
TC: Positive!
FADE OUT
"The leads are weak? Fuckin' leads are weak? You're Weak! I've Been in this business 15 years"
"What's your name?"
"FUCK YOU! THAT"S MY NAME!"
ya know, i have seen mention of this song a few times now on the AET....and i believe always from europeans. i have heard of/vaguley know the pogues, but for the life of me i don't recall this song.
Let's just breathe...
I am myself like you somehow
the ENTIRE album is brilliant! i own it.
Let's just breathe...
I am myself like you somehow
chestnuts roasting on an open fire...
what a voice
why aren't you guys saying that christmas song by eddie vedder? i forgot the name of it :(
8/08 - Ed solo in DC, 6/09 Ed in B'more,
10/10 - Brad in B'more
let me sleep
Which reminds me to switch my skin to FESTIVUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSS
>
...a lover and a fighter.
"I'm at least half a bum" Rocky Balboa
http://www.videosift.com/video/Obamas-Message-To-American-Indians
Edmonton, AB. September 5th, 2005
Vancouver, BC. April 3rd, 2008
Calgary,AB. August 8th, 2009
i WILL! when i get home from work. someone else posted about it elsewhere, saying basically the same thing you just did. and as i said, of course b/c it's got NY in the title...makes me want to hear it even more.
*edit - btw since you mentioned it *is* your childhood....and i know the pogues ain't all THAT old, i had to check. sweet bejeebus - 19! :eek: hahahaha. how sweet. i could be your mom.
btw - i do really like let me sleep - but no,i don't think it's the *best* christmas tune out there, nor my personal fave. i love ed, i love pearl jam...but doesn't mean i put them head and shoulders above all else all the time.
Let's just breathe...
I am myself like you somehow
I don't think you'll regret it. Amazing song. Touching, funny and genuine, unlike most christmas songs that are just cheesy.
I love this song.....it doesnt get much play though
>
...a lover and a fighter.
"I'm at least half a bum" Rocky Balboa
http://www.videosift.com/video/Obamas-Message-To-American-Indians
Edmonton, AB. September 5th, 2005
Vancouver, BC. April 3rd, 2008
Calgary,AB. August 8th, 2009
They all suck, imo.
(Counts gold, Scrouge style.)
Another habit says its long overdue
Another habit like an unwanted friend
I'm so happy with my righteous self
that's what christmas is all about!
by a fuckin mile.
i totally totally agree
this song IS christmas... its that good!!
I never liked that one line though. Creeps me out.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=juBEue3L4LE
Albany 2006 Camden 2006 E. Rutherford 2, 2006 Inglewood 2006,
Chicago 2007
Camden 2008 MSG 2008 MSG 2008 Hartford 2008.
Seattle 2009 Seattle 2009 Philadelphia 2009,Philadelphia 2009 Philadelphia 2009
Hartford 2010 MSG 2010 MSG 2010
Toronto 2011,Toronto 2011
Wrigley Field 2013 Brooklyn 2013 Brooklyn 2013 Philadelphia 2, 2013
Philadelphia 1, 2016 Philadelphia 2 2016 New York 2016 New York 2016 Fenway 1, 2016
Fenway 2, 2018
MSG 2022
St. Paul, 1, St. Paul 2 2023
MSG 2024, MSG 2024
Philadelphia 2024
"I play good, hard-nosed basketball.
Things happen in the game. Nothing you
can do. I don't go and say,
"I'm gonna beat this guy up."
I had a strange dream about this song the other night. I'm in a graduate writing program (memoir) and instead of doing a reading at the end of the program I sang this song with a classmate...dunno what it means but it gave us a good chuckle.
Profit is the only thing
And everywhere the little kings
Are getting away with murder
- Paul Kelly
www.troywass.com
Absolutely correct! Nothing else even comes close.