wish i could steal a kiss beneath the mistletoe
find someone to love and never let her go
someone to be there for my whole life through
there with me for ever make my wish come true

then when christmas comes she is there with me
happy ever after we would always be
and beneath the mistltoe hanging up above
i would steal a kiss from the one i love

Ellen said to Steve
the serpent turned into a snake
in the old ring of trees
just look at us honey
we wanted to have followers
and so did he.

i am tired
of this old routine
what does it mean?
ask the mayor
or the minister -
im sure their answers might be sinister
but why should I care now
when i never have before
because i see a little piece
which is a little less plain
than the traffic and the cranes
building more for my complaints
i am strained
i am trying to retain
but the knowledge i have gained,
it is vain and retiring
i am fine
just fine
just tired and trying