5 thoughts on “Merry F’n Christmas By Chip Taylor”
The lyrics:
Do unto others – as you would have them do unto you
Merry f’n Christmas
Behind walls, behind bars, behind scars – reaching out to you
Merry f’n Christmas
We’ve been too long on the border line
not enough love – not enough time
Lonely children behind an iron door
Merry f’n Christmas
Can you feed just one – then you can try one more
Merry f’n Christmas
We have been too long in the rise and shine
with the sparkling Jesus on the border line
And we’re standin ‘on the edge of time
there’s not enough love on the borderline
Got no money – got no job – I got mouths to feed
Merry f’n Christmas
People so much in a hurry – they do not even stop to look at me
Merry Eff’n Christmas
We’ve been too long in the yours & mine
just not enough kindness on the borderline
Do unto others – as you would have them do unto you
Merry f’n Christmas
Behind walls, behind bars, behind scars – reaching out to you
Merry f’n Christmas
We’ve been too long in the rise and shine
with the sparkling Jesus
with the sparkling Jesus
with the sparkling Jesus ………….. on the borderline
Yep, it’s what we got. But reality beats denial, eh?
Anyway, thanks, Martist, I found the angry, reality-driven lyrics:
End of the year they’re raising my rent
called in sick my money is spent
buildings out side all covered in snow
makin a fire, the heat is on low
Look out my window there a shopping cart
attached to it there’s a crying bum
I need a road dog where’s Santa Clause
on my last drop I’m eating crumbs
No gift December 25th
my bottles empty where’s St. Nicholas
happy fkn’ year
Christmas carol’s a whore on the corner
the Grinch is a friend of every pimp
take me away for the holiday
dinner in a strait jacket turkey tray
the kids who have been beat down with a stick
you ain’t gotta take it from the family plan
if ya can’t get help do it all for yourself
a make-shift kid will be strong in the end
No gift December 25th
my bottles empty where’s St. Nicholas
happy fkn’ year
soaking up those tears
comes just once a year
get someone a gift,
show someone ya care
Got three logs in the fire and the heat is on high , Just finished a whole wheat apple pie ! Precious memories are warming the heart , Praise the Lord and let a whiskey fart. Shalom!
The lyrics:
Do unto others – as you would have them do unto you
Merry f’n Christmas
Behind walls, behind bars, behind scars – reaching out to you
Merry f’n Christmas
We’ve been too long on the border line
not enough love – not enough time
Lonely children behind an iron door
Merry f’n Christmas
Can you feed just one – then you can try one more
Merry f’n Christmas
We have been too long in the rise and shine
with the sparkling Jesus on the border line
And we’re standin ‘on the edge of time
there’s not enough love on the borderline
Got no money – got no job – I got mouths to feed
Merry f’n Christmas
People so much in a hurry – they do not even stop to look at me
Merry Eff’n Christmas
We’ve been too long in the yours & mine
just not enough kindness on the borderline
Do unto others – as you would have them do unto you
Merry f’n Christmas
Behind walls, behind bars, behind scars – reaching out to you
Merry f’n Christmas
We’ve been too long in the rise and shine
with the sparkling Jesus
with the sparkling Jesus
with the sparkling Jesus ………….. on the borderline
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https://youtu.be/uX5FNACieho
Thanks, Galen. Christmas cheer can be found in music 😉
Yep, it’s what we got. But reality beats denial, eh?
Anyway, thanks, Martist, I found the angry, reality-driven lyrics:
End of the year they’re raising my rent
called in sick my money is spent
buildings out side all covered in snow
makin a fire, the heat is on low
Look out my window there a shopping cart
attached to it there’s a crying bum
I need a road dog where’s Santa Clause
on my last drop I’m eating crumbs
No gift December 25th
my bottles empty where’s St. Nicholas
happy fkn’ year
Christmas carol’s a whore on the corner
the Grinch is a friend of every pimp
take me away for the holiday
dinner in a strait jacket turkey tray
the kids who have been beat down with a stick
you ain’t gotta take it from the family plan
if ya can’t get help do it all for yourself
a make-shift kid will be strong in the end
No gift December 25th
my bottles empty where’s St. Nicholas
happy fkn’ year
soaking up those tears
comes just once a year
get someone a gift,
show someone ya care
.
Got three logs in the fire and the heat is on high , Just finished a whole wheat apple pie ! Precious memories are warming the heart , Praise the Lord and let a whiskey fart. Shalom!
“The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who in times of moral crisis remain neutral.”
— Dante Alighieri
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