the killers
dirt sledding
Hey kid I'm getting tired Of all this Running around I think I'm going down Oh yeah Don't you think it's time Time we reconciled Maybe we could Talk a while Santa had a change of heart Santa had a change of heart Santa had a change of heart Santa had a change of heart A change of heart A change of heart And we know it wasn't easy You've been after me a long while A pathological display Now take a moment to imagine My dismay When I heard you had a heart change I was sceptical at first 'Til you've seen it for yourself I guess you just expect the worst Crooked nose and bloodshot eyes Iron will for telling lies Cheap sit smile and one inch fuse You hurt me Santa and I'm confused Pretty girls, Christmas lights Mistletoe, holy nights Don't it sound like heaven on a cloud Yeah, I hear you on the bomb shell I was taken back myself And I'd like to make it alright So I called the elves We hashed up a little, guess what Your nice status was renewed Just tell Santa what you want I'm gonna make your dreams come true Red Porsche 944 like Jake In "Sixteen Candles" for goodness sake And a couple more you might have missed Like a shiny Rolex on my wrist and Pretty girls, Christmas lights Mistletoe, holy nights Don't it sound like heaven on a cloud Too many people in black robes posing as judges They should turn that mirror around Too many people weighed down by frivolous grudges When will we look to leave the past behind And you know it's nice to see you wrapped up See how far you've come There's something to be said for being present Not just getting one So pass the gravy and tap your toes And don't mind Ol' Jack Frost nipping at your nose Crooked nose and bloodshot eyes Iron will for telling lies If you've got squabble in your skin Just take that turkey and trade it in for Pretty girls, Christmas lights Mistletoe, holy nights All I ever really wanted was Pretty girls, Christmas lights Mistletoe, holy nights Don't it sound like heaven on a cloud Don't it sound like heaven on a cloud