The Arrogant Worms Lyrics

The Arrogant Worms Lyrics

"Christmas Hangover Lyrics"

Child Of Winter (Christmas Song) Lyrics
A child of winter A child of the snow I'm making a snowball That someone will throw I'm making a snowman With charcoal for the eyes A scarf draped in red
The holidays are over, you've gained twenty pounds
The cat's choking on tinsel, pine needles stalk the ground
There are no cards in the mailbox, just a stack of bills
Yes, the holidays are over and you are feeling ill

Have a happy Christmas hangover
It's the most miserable time of the year
The eggnog's made you fat, the party
Unleash My Hunger Lyrics
[Music: J. Axelsson, R. Werm©n / Lyric: P. Gyllenb¤ck] Unleash my hunger Drawn up entrails Through the stomach And hiss them out between the tooth
is over
'Cept for your wacky uncle who is still drinking your beer

Turkey's great on Christmas but after a whole month
Of turkey pie and stew you start to dread lunch
Breakfast is more frightening for all there is to eat
Is fourteen Christmas cakes and a bag of cranberries

Have a happy Christmas hangover
It's the most mis
Silver Rain Lyrics
Blackened days and silver nights Golden lanterns flaming lights The blur of things and fight of dreams The pain and tears and lack of faith A thousand stars a thou
rable time of the year
Your uncle's in the bathroom and granny's on the sofa
And you start to wish that they'd just disappear

You ate too many liquor-filled chocolates
Got no money left in your pockets
But at least you got lots of
Ugly sweaters and bow ties and socks

You're skin is pale and pasty, your energy is spent No Burdens Pass Through Lyrics
The storm clouds rise no light in the sky And my loved ones have gone and left me There's glory divine it's riches are mine He tells me no burdens pass through Along with all the money you need to pay the rent
The children are all crying 'cuz they've broken all their toys
Is this misery worth one day of joy?

Have a happy Christmas hangover
It's the most miserable time of the year
Your uncle has passed out on granny on the sofa
And you start to wish that you could disappear