21.11.2008 / 17.01 pm
 
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The Christmas must be here
I see people everywhere
going nuts, acting so funny
looking at all the shiny
pages of Holiday sale
that comes in the mail

I also thought, what shall I buy
from others what shall I get
how about a Japanese robot pet
just anything it's all the same
may be a bigger flat TV, music cds
or some dumber newer video game

Ya ya, every year I hear
the salvation army bells
Even the richest man tells
when the millions he bless
to help the poor, the homeless
to give a roof, a bowl of soup

Sorry pal I've got no change
It may sound strange, but
you see I charge it all to visa
Lying with a straight face
quickly walked out of the mall
drove to St.Paul, with my Lisa

Later that night, I felt bad
I the truth hit me, I was sad
Why must I buy, why must I spend
for the birthday of a good friend
who came with nothing, from above
asked for nothing, gave nothing,
but love...

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