Letras
The last six or seven years
That's all I needed to prove my fears
I'm a busted, dusted man and that's the truth
Rumbling, tumbling, Tannenbaum
If a town could cry you would surely drown
For the wasteful, distasteful liar they made out of you
When he calls you, do you listen?
When he speaks are you at home?
How long can you think of a reason
To pretend that you don't know him?
When he pulls you to his breast, what will you do?
You remember, Joe
It was quiet here but Holy Moses
Where there once was nothing now there's everyone
Once a town's a ghost town
That's the top, girl, the rest just goes down
And I'd rather live with what's dead and done
When he calls you, do you listen?
When he speaks are you at home?
How long can you think of a reason
To pretend that you don't know him?
When he calls you to his side, where will you go?
Riding fast past Tannenbaum
There's a high-tone man, Junger, Man and Baum
And he says he's gonna come to take you away
But in his heart he's thinking the opposite
And it's hanging him up because of it
All you little girls and boys stay out of his way
When he holds you in his heart, are you alone?
Suitcase in your hand
Is that any way to treat your man?
You can pick your chin right up and head for the hills
Goddamnit, Josephine
You can blame it on your sex machine
And Tannenbaum and I never will you ill
When he calls you, do you listen?
When he speaks are you at home?
How long can you think of a reason
To pretend that you don't know him?
When he calls you to his side, what will you do?