The First Song Lyrics
The shaking awful
I'm shaking, asshole
In weather remote
The snowfall, oh
The snowing, the color
We recover from, oh
The Christmas-time coming
Hangover approaching
We've been drinking for months
This Christmas-time though, I'm coming over
Coming from the north
I'm already done
Wrapping up the presents I bought
Overcoat
Now take me anywhere, oh
We've suffered enough
It's scary to leave
When they're leaving from work
They're cutting us off
Knowing not why
They're calling on the telephone
Roy, do I know anyone?
No, I don't know anyone
I'm shaking, asshole
In weather remote
The snowfall, oh
The snowing, the color
We recover from, oh
The Christmas-time coming
Hangover approaching
We've been drinking for months
This Christmas-time though, I'm coming over
Coming from the north
I'm already done
Wrapping up the presents I bought
Overcoat
Now take me anywhere, oh
We've suffered enough
It's scary to leave
When they're leaving from work
They're cutting us off
Knowing not why
They're calling on the telephone
Roy, do I know anyone?
No, I don't know anyone
About
Genius Annotation
This is a song about feeling cold. When walking on the streets he describes the imagery of people going home from their work, in a snowy Christmas, wearing overcoats and using the public phone in the cold. Taking the lyrics literally, it seems like he tries it himself but then we find out that really just like those over-coated people, everyone is a stranger to him.
The song basically implies how everyone is a stranger to everyone.
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- 2.Wicked Gil
- 3.Our Swords
- 4.The Funeral
- 5.Part One
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- 9.Monsters
- 10.St. Augustine
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Recording Engineer
Steel Guitar
Vocals
Electric Guitar
Drums
Bass
Label
Recorded At
Avast! Recording Co., Seattle, Washington
Release Date
March 21, 2006
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