Christmas Isn't Coming Anymore

Cynic at a clinic, sitting reading Didion

Blasting out her eardrums, listening to 'Lithium'

She's had her problems and now she getting rid of them

Something deep inside her, slouching towards oblivion

And all the zealots, begging their questions

Worship their relics and hurl their objections

Dumb down their ethics and cradle their weapons

Then try to sell us the next resurrection

But they won't won't protect him

And if the record serves

They's surely neglect him

Everyone gets what they deserve so

Hark the herald angel cry

"Peace on earth" and all the lies

You tell your kids so they behave

But Christmas isn't coming anymore

And I can hear 'em wailing and screeching

'Our lord had only and stable to sleep in'

But your stable investments have gone off the deep end

You bought a manger to rent out on weekends

And the price won't be cheapened

Surely not for the likes of her

For the blistered and beaten

Everyone gets what they deserve

Hark the herald angel cry

Cus the rent is too damn high

And you can't afford a new born king

So Christmas isn't coming anymore

Anymore

Anymore

When you're too old to stand for the anthem

You'll have your wishes and no one will grant them

Cus children learn from the lesson you hand them

You stole the future and held it for ransom

You stole the future and held it for ransom

You stole the future, held it for ransom

Everyone gets what they deserve

Oh Hark the herald angel cry

"Peace on earth" and all the lies

You tell your kids so they behave

Christmas isn't coming

Hark the herald angel cry

No shining star up in the sky

The Three Kings kept their gifts of gold

So Christmas isn't coming

Christmas isn't coming

Christmas isn't coming anymore