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Christmas Bells

de Golden Bough

And I can't just sit here thinking
"My fleet is sinking,
Make room at the bottom of the sea"

Or, "Don't upset the wealthy,
It's unhealthy,"
Everyone has a price, Sometimes I have two

And if I lack point or purpose
On the surface
It's only 'cause I was trying to fit in

And some years are uneventful
Inconsequential
And some years I don't show up at all

And I will build a wall to watch it tilting
Knock it over, start rebuilding
Just to keep from wasting time

Salute the march of the newly peaceful
From the mine shaft to the steeple
To the courthouse and back again

Why don't you don't I join the protest
I'm still asleep, you're not impressed
And we'd be better off uninvolved

Oh come on, come on tell me something
Sell me something or I'm jumping
And I cannot live that way for long

And you know this requires discussion
Or preferably, a concussion
Why can't we talk about something good?

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