Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Let your heart be light. From now on, our troubles will be out of sight. Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Make the yuletide gay. From now on, our troubles will be miles away. Here we are as in olden days, Happy golden days, of yore. Faithful friends who are dear to us, Gather near to us, once more. Through the years, we all will be together If the fates allow. Hang a shining star upon the highest bough. And have yourself a merry little Christmas now. Here we are as in olden days, Happy golden days, of yore. Faithful friends who are dear to us, Gather near to us, once more. Through the years, we all will be together If the fates allow. Hang a shining star upon the highest bough. And have yourself a merry little Christmas, Have yourself A merry little Christmas Have yourself A merry little Christmas, now.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Let your heart be light From now on, Our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Make the Yule-tide gay, From now on, Our troubles will be miles away. Here were are as in olden days, Happy golden days of yore. Faithful friends who are dear to us Gather near to us once more. Through the years we all will be together If the Fates allow Hang a shining star upon the highest bough. And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light From now on Our troubles will be out of sight (ooh, our) Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the Yuletide gay From now on Our troubles will be miles away, oooh Here we are as in olden days (olden days) Happy golden days of yore (huh-huh, ooh) Faithful friends who are dear to us (who are dear) Gather near to us (near) once more (ooh) Through the years we all will be together (together) If the fates allow Hang a shining star upon the highest bough And have yourself (have yourself) a merry little Christmas now Whoa, here we are as in olden days Happy golden days of yore (of yore) Faithful friends who are dear to us (ooh) Gather near to us once more Through the years we all will be together (will be) If the fates allow (aah, yeah) Hang a shining star upon the highest bough, oh And have yourself a merry little Christmas Have yourself a merry little Christmas Have yourself a merry little Christmas Now

Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light From now on, your troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the Yuletide gay From now on, all our troubles will be miles away Once again, as in olden days Merry golden days of yore Faithful friends who are dear to us Will be near to us, once more Someday soon we all will be together If the fate's allow Until then, we'll have to muddle through somehow So have yourself a merry little Christmas now

For a chemical imbalance, you sure know how to ride a train Your revolution is a deathbed and the music is your maid When someone comes a-knockin' with a needle on a tray Only your lonesome lies beside you, for you told me not to stay You are somebody's baby, some mother held you near No, it's not important, they're just pretty words, my dear There is no distraction that can make me disappear No, there's nothing that won't remind you I will always be right here And you spit the blood back Spit the blood back, baby I'm amazed that you're alright Oh, so long, prison boy I won't be home with you tonight We're both very sick, our muscles all worn down It's as if we are one-hundred, know I won't still be around Because I've fallen, yes, I've fallen right into the love I've found Long before I reach one-hundred, I'll have fallen to the ground And for generations, they'll romance us, make us more Or much less than ever was before, The Chelsea and the floor Make us stand before the masses like two speakers for the poor When there was no revolution, nothing we were fighting for And you spit the blood back Spit the blood back, baby I'm amazed that you're alright Oh, so long, prison boy I won't be home, I won't be home I won't be home with you tonight And you can call the service bell When we stay at the Chelsea Hotel And I'll stay out of my own hell Oh, so long, prison boy I won't be home, I won't be home I won't be home with you tonight Tonight

When the speed kicks in I go to the store for nothing And walk right by The house where you lived with Snow White I wonder if she ever thought The storybook tiles on the roof were too much But from the window, it's not a bad show If your favorite thing's Dianetics or stucco The drugstores are open all night The only real reason I moved to the east side I love a good place to hide in plain sight What if I told you I feel like I know you? But we never met And here, everyone knows you're the way to my heart Hear so many stories of you at the bar Most times, alone, and some, looking your worst But never not sweet to the trust funds and punishers Man, I wish that I could say the same I swear I'm not angry, that's just my face A copycat killer with a chemical cut Either I'm careless or I wanna get caught Who I'm not What if I told you I feel like I know you? But we never met It's for the best I can't open my mouth and forget how to talk 'Cause even if I could Wouldn't know where to start Wouldn't know when to stop

Laying down on the lawn I'm tired of trying to get in the house I'm thinking out loud I've been playing dead my whole life And I get this feeling whenever I feel good It'll be the last time But I feel something when I see you now I feel something when I see you If you're a work of art I'm standing too close I can see the brush strokes I hate your mom I hate it when she opens her mouth It's amazing to me how much you can say When you don't know what you're talking about But I feel something when I see you now I feel something when I see you I used to light you up Now I can't even get you to play the drums 'Cause I don't know what I want Until I fuck it up But I feel something when I see you now I feel something I'll climb through the window again But right now it feels good not to stand Then I'll leave it wide open Let the dystopian morning light pour in

I hate living by the hospital The sirens go all night I used to joke that if they woke you up Somebody better be dying Sick of the questions I keep asking you They make you live in the past But I can count on you to tell me the truth When you've been drinking and you're wearing a mask Baby, it's Halloween And we can be anything Oh, come on, man We can be anything Always surprised by what I do for love Some things I never expect They killed a fan down by the stadium Was only visiting, they beat him to death Baby, it's Halloween And we can be anything Oh, come on, man We can be anything Baby, it's Halloween There's a last time for everything Oh, come on, man We can be anything Whatever you want I'll be whatever you want Whatever you want Be whatever you want I'll be whatever you want Whatever you want I'll be whatever you want Whatever you want Whatever you want