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The Holiday Song Lyrics

Artist: Pixies
Album: Come On Pilgrim

Well sit right down my wicked son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son

This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand

He took his sister from his head
And then painted her on the sheets
And then rolled her up in grass and trees
And they kissed 'till they were dead

This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand

Well sit right down my evil son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son

This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand

This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand

Comments/Interpretations

by iii on 12/5/2008 6:17pm
do nt know but nice lyrics

by Daz on 9/11/2009 3:08pm
It's not painted her on the sheets. It's baited her on the sheets.

Don't think I should like this song. But I do.