Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
'Tis the season to be jolly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Don we now our gay apparel,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la,

Troll the ancient
Yuletide carol,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

See the blazing yule before us,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Strike the harp and join the chorus,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Follow me in merry measure,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la,
While I tell of
Yuletide treasure.

Fast away, the old year passes,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Sing we joyous all together,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la,
Heedless of the wind and weather,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la la, la la,
Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, la la,
Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la la, la la,
Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la la, ba da da.

You know we ain't cut the same, I come from a different cloth, I just ran my check up man and look at all of this I bought, I be hearing this and that but conversation let ‘em talk, Ain’t no sense in holding on you wanna leave I let you walk.
Lately, it been feelin' like they trying me, Popped a 30 paranoid feel like they eying me, Throw that money when she pick it up it’s raking leaves, Really ballin' when you get it what they hate to see.
I get that paper den I bounce, I get that paper den I’m out, I get that money then I pounce, Blow dat, blow dat by the ounce, Ooh she wanted me back then but I was busy what up now, Prolli took her on a date but day dreamin' bout an account, I run up the digits you know that I get it, I gotta go get it regardless, Even when I was broke, Wit no money account and my stomach would hurt when I’m starvin', Level up and took off like a Martian, Now them bands lookin' like they marching, Like a bull seeing red target, I be on it you know that I want it, Break it down like this shit a component, I got plugs it feel like I’m Tony, Mo connection than a fiber wire I can overnight it ain’t no waitin' on it, Everytime you get it then they hate it so it stay wit me, I can’t never let you in on secrets you might play with me.
You know we ain't cut the same, I come from a different cloth, I just ran my check up man and look at all of this I bought, I be hearing this and that but conversation let ‘em talk, Ain’t no sense in holding on you wanna leave I let you walk.
Lately, it been feelin' like they trying me, Popped a 30 paranoid feel like they eying me, Throw that money when she pick it up it’s raking leaves, Really ballin' when you get it what they hate to see.

THE LYRICIST’S LAMENT

Music by Sebastijan Duh
Lyrics by John Greaves

I was asked to write a song
I said “Easy,” it’s “easy peasy”
Just find a word at the end of the line
Then you gotta make it rhyme
With love and stars above
It won’t take you very long

But I found out that I was wrong
Wasn’t thinking, had I been drinking?
Words don’t fall like rain from the sky
But a lot of little jewels
Like tiny molecules
Could grow up to be a song

Try to sing it using verbal dexterity
You can wing it schmoozing perfect sincerity
You could be climbing a stairway to heaven
Once you’re up it you’ll be stuck like a puppet on a string

So we’re coming to the end the conclusion
No illusion,
This little story’s hit the end of the road
And it’s just a bunch of sounds
To please the ear
So nice to hear
And you got another job
Done and dusted