Mike B & the Universe - American Christmas

Lord, how do you want to use me
I'm an actor in Your movie
All you've got to move me
Oh yea, Oh yea

In the center of a Sunday
I'm a sinner and runaway
But do I have to put the fun away
No way, No way

And the fire burned most of Malibu
And the sproutlings are pushing up through the ashy earth
It is Christmas Day in America
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah

There's a feather on the sidewalk
And a woman sings a sad song
Talking' something about a Landslide
Oh Yea, oh yea

And I'm sitting by the fireside
With an Uzi and a frying pan
Thinking pardon me excuse me man
Oh yea, Oh yea

And the fire burned most of Malibu
And the spoutlings are pushing up though the ashy earth
It is Christmas Day in America
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah

Written by:
Michael Bucher

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