Dror Kessler - A Christmas Song

Take your black dress off
Powder your nose
Ethereal justice
Is melting like snow

Keep them high heels on
There's no running away
Come 'round the sofa
It's Christmas today

Yes I'm old and decrepit
A senator of sorts
You might not be eager
To please me the most

But your wish now will be
My solemn command
Just say yes
I'm recording the sound

I bet you've already heard
Stories about me
Well, nothing is true
I am what you see

Just a lonely survivor
A heart-shaped as a man
Won't you be a real darling
Come hold my hand

High morals and trumpets
Are blowing me off
But they're not here, with us
Oh my, you're so soft

We'll keep it right here
(Tucked) under a stone
Dream job is a-waiting
Just open the door

If you've got a tear
Its probably because of me
I'm not that stupid
I know what you see
Just an old joke
Lame as it can be
Keeping us
In deep travesty

Now the media is onto us
Damm the numbers, I will pay
But they got deeper pockets
So they say
Go on, tell it all
I'll be leaving anyway
Keep that dress that I gave you,
Because It's Christmas today

So keep your black dress on
Powder your nose
Ethereal justice
Is melting like snow

Keep them high heels on
It's better this way
You won't be running
At least not today

Written by:
Dror Kessler

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