Pixies - The Holiday Song Lyrics
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The Holiday Song
The Holiday Song Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Holiday Song By Pixies?
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 turn 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, oh no 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 |
Who Wrote The Holiday Song By Pixies?
Charles Thompson
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