Intro
Verse 1
Wake up, it's Christmas mourn
Those loved have long since gone
The stockings are hung but who cares
Preserved for those no longer there
Six feet beneath me sleep
Black lights hang from the tree
Accents of dead holly
Chorus
Whoa mistletoe (It's growing cold)
I'm seeing ghosts (I'm drinking old)
Red water Red water
Red water chase them away
Bridge
Verse 2
My tables been set for but seven
Just last year I dined with eleven
Goddamn ye merry gentlemen
Bridge 2
Chorus
Whoa mistletoe (It's growing cold)
I'm seeing ghosts (I'm drinking old)
Red water Red water
Red water chase them away
Solo
Outro