Red Water (Christmas Mourning)

Wake up, it's Christmas morn

Those loved have long since gone

The stockings are hung but who cares

Preserved for those no longer there

Six feet beneath me sleep

Black lights hang from the tree

Accents of dead holly

Whoa mistletoe (It's growing cold)

I'm seeing ghost (I'm drinking old)

Red water

Red water (red water)

Red water, chase them away

Well our table's been set for but seven

And just last year I dined with 11

And goddamn ye merry gentlemen

Whoa mistletoe (He's growing cold)

I'm seeing ghosts (I'm drinking old)

Red water

Red water (red water)

Red water, chase them away

(Will chase them away)

(Go chase them away)