The Spirit Of Giving

You went looking for shelter

In all the wrong spaces

You grew gluttonous and famous with faces

Nameless and blank

Superstitiously you name them

St Christopher and Johanna

St Christopher and Johanna

St Christopher and Johanna

Overcome with the holiday spirit

Mark says the herald angels won't hear it

And remember the wolves that you run with are wolves

Don't forget

They exist to give you something to regret I'll beat them to it

With something sadder than that brass portrait that shines through your morning din

With something sadder than that brass portrait that shines through your morning din

I'll give you something to be sad about

Hey the picture really captures your mouth

Poised to say

It's your turn to go down now it's your turn to go down now

It's your turn to go down now it's your turn to go down now

In the spirit of giving in

Glad prayer Mary come on

All I wanted was an answer to the secret

Ground floor Mary come on

Outboard Mary come on

All I wanted was an answer to

Your money or your life Your money or your life

I was sick of America and her screaming decay

I was in a band we were singing 'hooray' quite often

But your momma was poor your daddy was poor

Whatcha gonna do

Your mother was poor your father was poor

Whatcha gonna do

About it

Glad prayer Mary come on