Dropkick Murphys: The Season s Upon Us
Intro: C,
The season s upon us, it s that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there s plenty of cheer
There s lights on the trees and there s wreaths to be hung
There s mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung
There s bells and there s holly, the kids are gung-ho
True love finds a kiss beneath fresh mistletoe
Some families are messed up while others are fine
If you think yours is crazy... well you should see mine
My sisters are wackjobs, I wish I had none
Their husbands are losers and so are their sons
My nephew s a horrible wise little twit
He once gave me a nice gift wrapped box full of shit
He likes to pelt carolers with icy snowballs
I d like to take him out back and deck more than the halls
With family like this I would have to confess
I d be better off lonely, distraught and depressed
[Chorus]
The season s upon us, it s that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there s plenty of cheer
There s lights on the trees and there s wreaths to be hung
There s mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung
They call this Christmas where I m from
My mom likes to cook push our buttons and prod
My brother just brought home another big broad
The eye rollinâ whispers come loud from the kitchen
I d come home more often if they d only quit bitchin
Dad on the other hand s a selfish old sod
Drinks whiskey alone with my miserable dog
Who won t run off fetch sure he couldn t care less
He defiled my teddy bear and left me the mess
[Chorus]
The season s upon us, it s that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there s plenty of cheer
There s lights on the trees and there s wreaths to be hung
There s mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung
They call this Christmas where I m from
[Bridge]
The table s set, we raise a toast
The father, son, and the Holy Ghost
I m so glad this day only comes once a year
You can keep your opinions, your presents, your happy new year
They call this Christmas where I m from
They call this Christmas where I m from
