To counteract the constant Christmas songs, here’s a Ball & Smith unChristmas one from 2013, Peter Ball (1949-2015) music / recording, me word & voice, 5:28
Ex Christmas
I see Santa the red-nosed thing dear
dancing on the head of a pin
in some strip club down Lonely Lane
where never was already is
Unreined deer out in the alley
shooting crap with quantum dice
taking tokes of alfalfa doobies
awaiting a working dear’s price
O sacred Santa, o holy Tinman
now I lay me down to seek
a higher focus in the real land
once we awaken from sleep
HEY – warning light flashing over head ! ! !
such goings bring Ghost Past Behind
this is your don’t-want-to-be dread
beckoning being sorry, unkind
Grouch don’t get no good foot forward
greed can’t grasp no love at hand
mean won’t lean no one toward
higher helping plan for grand
O sacred Santa, o holy Tinman
now I lay me down to seek
higher focus in the real land
once we awaken from our sleep
Less is more, more just more mess
relax, lay back, let go, seek slack
to give is true get of success
sharing shines in giving back
So let’s sing a song of simple
then go feed a folk or few
gotta make our own example
be such be as want to do
Sacred Santa Holy Tinman
watch how I lay me down to seek
higher focus in the real land
once we waken from our sleep