| | The Holiday Song Lyrics Artist(Band):Pixies
And let me tell you a story About the boy who fell from glory And how he was a wicked son This ain't no holiday But it always turns out this way Here I am with my hand He took his sister from his head And he painted her on the sheets And then rolled her up in grass and trees And they kissed 'till they were dead This ain't no holiday But it always turns out this way Here I am, with my hand Well sit right down my evil son And let me tell you a story About the boy who fell from glory And how he was a wicked son This ain't no holiday But it always turns out this way Here I am, with my hand This ain't no holiday But it always turns out this way Here I am, with my hand If you find some error in The Holiday Song Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to nikki c. aka "kiddo" for submitting the lyrics. Review the song The Holiday Song The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Pixies" Music | |
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