Hey Frank
Hey Roger
Yeah, can I see you in my office for a minute?
Sure. Hey Stup, can you go watch these parts for
Me for a minute? Don't forget to cut the clock
You got it big guy
Yeah, have a seat
What's up boss?
Yeah, we're making some cut backs
Oh, I know you're not talking about me
I mean, 15 years, I've got seniority, right?
Hey, we're gonna have to let you go
I got kids, man
It is what it is
He's depressed and in the dumps
Victim of a fallen economy, got bumped
Off the assembly line and he feels like a chump
Wonder how he's gonna bring turkey for the giving
Or presents for the receiving, this sucks
Wonder if Obama has to go without
And explain to his children how Santa must've missed the route
I don't think so, he's much too proud
To admit defeat or even accept handouts
So he tells his wife that everything panned out
At the plant and Christmas is on his plan
Tears of joy fill her eyes, but inside
He feels even worse for lying and he wants to die
He pretends to go to work everyday
But he's not going to work, he's just wasting away
In the front seat of a parking lot up the street
Where he punches the steering wheel repeatedly saying "Why me?"
Sometimes it gets real hard
When you got no money and you got no job
And you got no reason to be celebrating
And it seems like you're in a hopeless situation
(I got the Christmas blues)
Sometimes it gets real hard
When you got no money and you got no job
And you got no reason to be celebrating
And it seems like you're in a hopeless situation
(I got the Christmas blues)
Got the headlights turned off, a radio too
With the garage door closed, so we can all defuse
Windows down, so the exhaust gets through
And on the windshield, red fucking Christmas boot
This is my gift to the bitch that ruined it all
Fuck Monoxide, this is straight from Paul
I probably should've seen all the writing on the wall
In the beginning when the cell phone calls didn't diminish
And you didn't have a job, so what?
Your work buddies just wanted the many people you was putting above me
I was thinking it was lovely when it was really a laughable situation
So now an ugly end is what you're facing
Case in point, in a minute, you'll be dead
And then an hour after that, all of your family's coming in
And then an hour after that, it's on the evening news
That the Christmas blues was the reason I killed you
Sometimes it gets real hard
When you got no money and you got no job
And you got no reason to be celebrating
And it seems like you're in a hopeless situation
(I got the Christmas blues)
Sometimes it gets real hard
When you got no money and you got no job
And you got no reason to be celebrating
And it seems like you're in a hopeless situation
(I got the Christmas blues)
I don't give a fuck, I've been working up in here for seven years
This motherfucker just fired me like
I ain't nothing but a piece of shit
(No, no, Charles, you gotta calm down!)
There's a fucking loyalty issue here, baby
I gotta go in there and handle my business
(No, sir, it looks like he's got a fucking gun!)
I got something for all you motherfuckers, all you motherfuckers!
(No, no, no, no, Charles, let me go!)
What? (You gotta stop!)
Bet it all on red, she said "Mama gotta pay the bills"
Four mouths to feed at a house up on the hills
Husband a reserve in the army and was called in
Two months ago on the night while they were sleeping
Was a medic in the army and a doctor in the states
Life was the oyster with money to take a taste
Take a page out the book of happily ever after
'Til a phone call turned the fantasy into disaster
Was a sergeant of the army on the other end
Said he had a little information on her husband
"Brace yourself, ma'am, take a seat
Your husband has died in service of the country
We will send his remains and his personal effects
To his last residence, I think that's your address"
So she's out gambling just to help her forget
That she ain't told the kids that their father's dead yet
Sometimes it gets real hard
When you got no money and you got no job
And you got no reason to be celebrating
And it seems like you're in a hopeless situation
(I got the Christmas blues)
Sometimes it gets real hard
When you got no money and you got no job
And you got no reason to be celebrating
And it seems like you're in a hopeless situation
(I got the Christmas blues)
