Dropkick Murphys, Michelle DaRosa - The Season's Upon Us lyrics
[Dropkick Murphys, Michelle DaRosa - The Season's Upon Us lyrics]
The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees and
There's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and
Songs to be sung
There's bells and there's holly
The kids are gung-ho true loves finds a kiss
Beneath fresh mistletoe
Some families are messed up
While others are fine
If you think yours is crazy
Well you should see mine
My sisters are wackjobs, I wish I had none
Their husbands are losers and
So are their sons
My nephew's a horrible wise little twit
He once gave me a nice gift
Wrapped box full of shit
He likes to pelt carolers with icy snowballs
I'd like to take him out back
And deck more than the halls
With family like this I would have to confess
I'd be better off lonely
Distraught and depressed
The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees and
There's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and
Songs to be sung
They call this Christmas where I'm from
My mom likes to cook push
Our buttons and prod
My brother just brought home
Another big broad
The eyes rollin' whispers come
Love from the kitchen
I'd come home more often if
They'd only quit bitchin'
Dad on the other hand's a selfish old sod
Drinks whiskey alone with my miserable dog
Who won't run or fetch
Yeah he couldn't care less
He defiled my teddy bear and left me the mess
The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees and
There's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and
Songs to be sung
They call this Christmas where I'm from
The table's set, we raise a toast
The father, son, and the Holy Ghost
I'm so glad this day only comes once a year
You can keep your opinions, your presents
Your happy new year
They call this Christmas where I'm from
They call this Christmas where I'm from
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees and
There's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and
Songs to be sung
There's bells and there's holly
The kids are gung-ho true loves finds a kiss
Beneath fresh mistletoe
Some families are messed up
While others are fine
If you think yours is crazy
Well you should see mine
My sisters are wackjobs, I wish I had none
Their husbands are losers and
So are their sons
My nephew's a horrible wise little twit
He once gave me a nice gift
Wrapped box full of shit
He likes to pelt carolers with icy snowballs
I'd like to take him out back
And deck more than the halls
With family like this I would have to confess
I'd be better off lonely
Distraught and depressed
The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees and
There's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and
Songs to be sung
They call this Christmas where I'm from
My mom likes to cook push
Our buttons and prod
My brother just brought home
Another big broad
The eyes rollin' whispers come
Love from the kitchen
I'd come home more often if
They'd only quit bitchin'
Dad on the other hand's a selfish old sod
Drinks whiskey alone with my miserable dog
Who won't run or fetch
Yeah he couldn't care less
He defiled my teddy bear and left me the mess
The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees and
There's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and
Songs to be sung
They call this Christmas where I'm from
The table's set, we raise a toast
The father, son, and the Holy Ghost
I'm so glad this day only comes once a year
You can keep your opinions, your presents
Your happy new year
They call this Christmas where I'm from
They call this Christmas where I'm from