St Stephens Day Murders - Ver 2

Bm A D I knew of two sisters whose name it was Christmas, A B Bm A D F# And one was named Dawn of course, the other one was named Eve. Bm A D I wonder if they grew up hating the season, A Bm A D The good will that lasts til the Feast of St. Stephen D Bm A D For that is the time to eat, drink, and be merry, G D A D Til the beer is all spilled and the whiskey has flowed. D Bm A D And the whole family tree you neglected to bury, G D Em F# Are feeding their faces until they explode. Bm A G A There'll be laughter and tears over Tia Marias, D Bm A Mixed up with that drink made from girders. Bm A G A Cause it's all we've got left as they draw their last breath, D A G Bm Ah, it's nice for the kids, as you finally get rid of them, G D A D In the St Stephen's Day Murders. Bm A D Uncle is garglin' a heart-breaking air, A B Bm A D F# While the babe in his arms pulls out all that remains of his hair. Bm A D And we're not drunk enough yet to dare criticize, A Bm A D The great big kipper tie he's about to baptize. D Bm A D With his gin-flavored whiskers and kisses of sherry, G D A D His best Chrimbo shirt slung out over the shop. D Bm A D While the lights from the Christmas tree blow up the telly, G D Em F# His face closes in like an old cold pork chop. Bm A G A And the carcass of the beast left over from the feast, D Bm A May still be found haunting the kitchen. Bm A G A And there's life in it yet, we may live to regret, D Bm A When the ones that we poisoned stop twitchin'. Bm A G A There'll be laughter and tears over Tia Marias, D Bm A Mixed up with that drink made from girders. Bm A G A Cause it's all we've got left as they draw their last breath, D A G Bm Ah, it's nice for the kids, as you finally get rid of them,(RID OF THEM!) G D A D In the St Stephen's Day Murders.