Outside the carolers start to sing,
I can't describe the joy they bring, cause joy is something they don't bring me.
My girlfriend is by my side,
from the roof are hanging cicles of ice, they're whining voices get irritating.
VERSE 2: (Play like verse 1)
So I stand with a dead smile on my face, wondering how much of my time they'll waste
It's Christmas time again, it's time to be nice to the people you can't stand,
all year, I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer. You people scare me,
please stay away from my home, if you don't wanna get beat down, just leave the
presents, and then leave me alone.
interlude: (play the intro on 2 times)
I won't be home, I won't be home for Christmas.
I won't be home, I won't be home for Christmas.
(Then here singing something with Mark, and whoever is singing this
I won't be home, I won't be home for Christmas.
(He broke my leg) (he broke my leg)
I won't be home, I won't be home for Christmas.
(he broke my leg)
I won't be home, I won't be home for Christmas
(he broke my leg)
I won't be home, I won't be home for Christmas