Hello Dan, it's Joe here I hope you're keeping well Its the 21st of December now theyre ringing the last bell If I get good behavior I'll be out of here by July Won't you kiss my kids on Christmas day
Please don't let them cry... for me I guess the brothers are driving down from Queensland and Stella's flying in from the coast They say it's gonna be a hundred degrees, even more maybe, but that won't stop the roast Who's gonna make the gravy now? I bet it won't taste the same Just add flour, salt, a little red wine and don't forget a dollop of tomato sauce for sweetness and that extra tang And give my love to Angus and to Frank and Dolly, Tell 'em all I'm sorry I screwed up this time And look after Rita I'll be thinking of her Early Christmas morning when I'm standing in line I hear Mary's got a new boyfriend, I hope he can hold his own Do you remember the last one? What was his name again? (Just a little too much cologne) And Roger, you know I'm even gonna miss Roger 'Cause there's sure as hell no one in here I want to fight Oh praise the Baby Jesus, have a Merry Christmas, I'm really gonna miss it, all the treasure and the trash And later in the evening, I can just imagine, You'll put on Junior Murvin and push the tables back And you'll dance with Rita, I know you really like her, Just don't hold her too close, oh brother please don't stab me in the back I didn't mean to say that, it's just my mind it plays up, Multiplies each matter, turns imagination into fact You know I love her badly, she's the one to save me, I'm gonna make some gravy, I'm gonna taste the fat Tell her that I'm sorry, yeah I love her badly, tell 'em all I'm sorry, And kiss the sleepy children for me You know one of these days, I'll be making gravy, I'll be making plenty, I'm gonna pay 'em all back. "How To Make Gravy" by Paul Kelly -----Original Message----- >From: "Thomas Allen Heald, Esquire" <toma...@peoplepc.com> >Sent: Dec 24, 2008 4:31 PM >To: wnndl@googlegroups.com >Subject: and why do they lie? > > >Outside my window the snow on the ground >That used to be sugar, the salt melted brown >And the fairy lights strung on the fire escape >Are broken and flapping like old cassette tape > >The bells on the block toll mournfully slow >I’m wearing a coat but there’s nowhere to go >Since you’ve been gone there’s no holiday cheer >xmas ain’t coming this year > >And why ... >Do they lie? >There’s no joy in the world > >Grandma and her church group >flew off to Rome >Dad and that woman >have a newborn at home >My brother would visit >he wrote in the mail, >But if he quits rehab >he’s going to jail > >Radiators stop when the wind starts to blow >So I’m wearing a coat but there’s nowhere to go > >I’m stuck without you, >My red-nosed reindeer >Xmas ain’t coming this year > >And why ... >Do they lie? >There’s no joy in the world > >So I open a can of cranberry sauce >And in each perfect slice see the life that was lost >But, wrapped in your parka, sometimes love feels so near… > >I guess xmas ain’t coming >…it’s here... >=== >"Xmas Ain't Coming" by Betty >http://tinyurl.com/289zxov > > >> --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "World News Now Discussion List" group. To post to this group, send email to wnndl@googlegroups.com To unsubscribe from this group, send email to wnndl+unsubscr...@googlegroups.com For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/wnndl?hl=en -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
