Christmas Eve

Found you in the chimney
You made my night
Baby, you're a dream
You're growing on me

I said
It's good to see you in town again
I know this New York girl
She'd be perfect for you
She's a maniac
She'll play you like an angel plays a new harp
But you're not in town for long

Three shots fired in Atlanta as you danced
And you fell to the ground like a broken kangaroo
We were all just getting to know you

But when the sounds from the stage rage and race and haunt all soldiers
And the wild heroin prophets and Lithium dreamers
Command this bizarre machine like a wolf motel
The animals of the town come to drive the dancers around

And tonight
You died in the back seat