Two birds, one white
One black with white around his eyes
Oh its cold as Christmas
With fur blankets, December nights
And if daddy can't work, then the dogs will feed themselves
And if they can't wait, Christmas will be hell
'Cuz you know what they sell on sidewalks
We hear you
You two, we hear you
Well you scream in your sleep
The glassy, shiny, sun is setting
Cuz if daddy can't work, then the dogs will feed themselves
And if they can't wait, Christmas will be hell
'Cuz you know what they sell on the sidewalks