Something's up with Jack....
Something's up with Jack....
Don't know if we're ever going to get him back....
He's all alone up there, locked away in side....
Never says a word....
Hope he hasn't died....
Something's up with Jack....
Something's up with Jack....
Chirstmas time is buzzing in my skull...
Will it let me be I cannot tell...
There's so many things I cannot grasp...
When I think I've got it at then at last...
Through my bony fingers it does slip...
Like a snowflake in a firey grip...
Something here I'm not quite getting...
Though I try I keep forgetting...
Like a memory, long since past...
Here in an instant...
Gone in a flash...
What does it mean...
What does it mean...
In these little brick-a-brac, a secrets waiting to be cracked...
These dolls and toys confuse me so...
Confound it all, I love it though...
Simple objects...
Nothing more...
But, somethings missing through a door...
Though I do not have the key...
Something's here I cannot see...
What does it mean...
What does it mean...
What does it mean...
I've read these Christmas books so many times...
I know the stories...
And, I know the rymes...
I know the Christmas carols all by heart...
My skulls so full, it's tearing me apart...
As often as I've read them something's wrong...
So hard to put my bony finger on...
Or perhaps it's really not as deep as I've been lead to think...
Am I trying much too hard...
Of course I've seen too close to see...
The answer's right in front of me...
Right in front of me...
It's simple really...
Very clear...
Like music drifting in the air...
Invisable but everywhere...
Just because I cannot see it...
Doesn't mean I can't believe...
You know...
I think this Christmas thing is not as tricky as it seems...
And why should they have all the fun...
It should belong to anyone...
Not anyone in fact, but me...
Why I can make a Christmas tree...
And there's no reason I can find...
I couldn't have a Christmas time...
I bet I could improve it too...
And that's exactually what I'll do...
Something's up with Jack....
Don't know if we're ever going to get him back....
He's all alone up there, locked away in side....
Never says a word....
Hope he hasn't died....
Something's up with Jack....
Something's up with Jack....
Chirstmas time is buzzing in my skull...
Will it let me be I cannot tell...
There's so many things I cannot grasp...
When I think I've got it at then at last...
Through my bony fingers it does slip...
Like a snowflake in a firey grip...
Something here I'm not quite getting...
Though I try I keep forgetting...
Like a memory, long since past...
Here in an instant...
Gone in a flash...
What does it mean...
What does it mean...
In these little brick-a-brac, a secrets waiting to be cracked...
These dolls and toys confuse me so...
Confound it all, I love it though...
Simple objects...
Nothing more...
But, somethings missing through a door...
Though I do not have the key...
Something's here I cannot see...
What does it mean...
What does it mean...
What does it mean...
I've read these Christmas books so many times...
I know the stories...
And, I know the rymes...
I know the Christmas carols all by heart...
My skulls so full, it's tearing me apart...
As often as I've read them something's wrong...
So hard to put my bony finger on...
Or perhaps it's really not as deep as I've been lead to think...
Am I trying much too hard...
Of course I've seen too close to see...
The answer's right in front of me...
Right in front of me...
It's simple really...
Very clear...
Like music drifting in the air...
Invisable but everywhere...
Just because I cannot see it...
Doesn't mean I can't believe...
You know...
I think this Christmas thing is not as tricky as it seems...
And why should they have all the fun...
It should belong to anyone...
Not anyone in fact, but me...
Why I can make a Christmas tree...
And there's no reason I can find...
I couldn't have a Christmas time...
I bet I could improve it too...
And that's exactually what I'll do...
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MERRY XMAS MY PEEPS!!! mrgreen