Well I'm gonna be late for Latemas,
Oh man, I know you fuckers hate this
The bells ring, ding-dong,
hang the stockings up, but not for long
I forgot to send my cards this year,
maybe I'll do it next year
I came in the room, and the ball dropped down,
like five minutes ago
Then my dad came in the room, with nothing to say
Lights and garland all around,
and I'm climbing up and down
a god-damn ladder, now I'm fallin' down
and then my dad tells me that the wreath -
(I saw the ball drop)
has got to go
Dad, (on Tivo)
this I know
Take a look at me son
It's a bad time for a seasonal song,
'cause nobody cares anymore
