Mooseknuckle Christmas

Christmas morning 5 am
Wanna go to bed again
No Santa in my room
I feel like howling at the moon

Stocking is empty so is my bed
Scared my woman all dressed in red
Im here all alone feeling the blues
Someones knocking I think its the moose

My baby is gone I feel like a duche
Can't fall a sleep and drank all my booze
All I am left with is the this moose
All I want is at Christmas friend
Aint got nothing all my money is spend
All I am left with is the this moose

Feels like I'm missing my holiday juice
Searched for a reindeer I'm all out of clues
Elves and pork, potatoes and goose
Anything to get rid of this Christmas blues

Wanna go for a ride in the big ol' sleigh
But I'm too drunk f****n holiday
Big stupid moose is blocking my way
I'm getting old and my beard's turning grey

Mooseknuckle Christmas