Oh, give me a noose I can hang from the tree I need no excuse to end my misery This holiday season is all the more reason to die
Oh, pull up a stool and an ear to a fool Once found some solace in the season of yule This holiday season is all the more reason to cry
I put on my mittens, one green and one red And I walk alone where they bury the dead The snow falls as I breathe It's a Gothic, death-rock Christmas eve
The bottle is empty The sleigh has a flat The stripper in my bed is ugly and fat Her tassels are tangled and what's worse My jingle won't jangle
This time of the year makes me sick to my guts All this good cheer is a pain in the nuts When it's your career to be down in the dumps Tidings of comfort and joy really suck
I feel like St. Nicholas is pulling my leg This thing we call \"Christmas\" is a sorry black plague This holiday season is All the more reason to die