1. |
The Christmassical
05:16
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“There is no tinsel” is my brag,
Your taste for silver reveals a lust for a tree of artifice
THIS IS HIS HOME IN THE MANGE(r-uh)!
THIS IS HIS HOME IN THE MANGE(r-uh)!
Where are the obligatory gifters?
HEY THERE WISEMEN!!
HEY THERE WISEMEN!!
There are twelve apostles in the book
The rest are students-uh
THIS IS HIS HOME IN THE MANGE(r-uh)!
THIS IS HIS HOME IN THE MANGE(r-uh)!
I just left the Hotel Bethlehem, I had to go there
There are no rooms, I can't remember,
But now I can remember...now I can remember
HAFTA! HAFTA!
MESSAGE FOR YER! MESSAGE FOR YER!
Too much reliance on stars here
On stars here, behind every shell-manger
Constable Constable
So much gold here
I gift you frankincense, myhr,
Gift It!
Gift It!
GIFT IT uh !
GIFT IT!
GIFT IT uh !
You won't find anything more respectful, than these three presents,
made with the highest British attention to the Christ detail,
Driven through winter storms of snow and hail.
The Christmassical!
The Christmassical!
The Christmassical!
HOTEL AGGRO!
MESSAGE FOR YER! MESSAGE FOR YER!
The Christmassical!
PARALLAX uh!..........one of the millenium of roman conspiracy,
Forever,
I know it means a lack of extra cash,
I know it means a lack of extra cash,
It’s another festival with some lights
It’s another festival with some lights
GIFT WRAPS uh!
The Christmassical!
Stomach gas
It’s another festival with some lights
It’s another festival with some lights
GIFT WRAPS uh!
Millenium of roman conspiracy
Play out Christmassical!
It’s another festival with some lights
Festival with lights…
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2. |
Ralphie & His Air-rifle
03:42
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Ralphie left his home for the clough
And said goodbye to his future spouse
Carried air rifle and firm stock of wood
Carried night-site telescope light
This dream followed him then to school
He wrote a theme about his wants
Gifted fruit-basket for good grades
Teacher gave C+ and said “no way”
Ralphie and his air-rifle
He didn’t think it would bring harm
Ralphie and his air-rifle
You’re gonna shoot your eye out
The air rifle lets out a mis-placed shot
It hit an icicle off of the roof
My father, tending wreath-roots says
"Ralphie, what happened"
"I thought you were rabbit prey or a loose sex criminal"
Ralphie he say "Y'see I get no kicks anymore
No wife or children
There's been no school for forty hours
And fighting fills me with guilt
So after eight, I prowl the hills
Eleven o'clock, I’m tired to Ovaltine
Y'see I've been grounded before"
My father said
"You're out of luck
And here is a BB caked in muck
Carries the germ of a curse
Of the dogs that live next store
Formed on an Indiana island
To make you a bit of a man"
Ralphie and his air-rifle
He didn’t think it would bring harm
Ralphie and his air-rifle
You’re gonna shoot your eye out
Ralphie did not eat for a week
And no way he can look at meat
No potatoes has he anymore
It could be his mangled teeth
He sees BB guns on the street
Fake Santas become carnivores
And schoolmates turn into large trees
And he has visions of Indiana, heavily covered in tinself
The villagers dance round pre-fabs
And laugh through twisted mouths
Don't eat
It's disallowed
Suck on potato bowls and energy from the mainland
Ralphie and his air-rifle
He didn’t think it would bring harm
Ralphie and his air-rifle
You’re gonna shoot your eye out
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3. |
Gift Priest
07:50
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These gifts are…appreciated.
These gifts are…appreciated.
These gifts are…appreciated.
Here’s a new gift, Dan,
From the Gift Priest.
I said here’s a new giftt, Dan,
From the Gift Priest!
These gifts are…appreciated.
These gifts are…appreciated.
White elephant gifts from motorway services
It's the Gift Priest
From the ice he can see, they know
It's the Gift Priest
These gifts are…appreciated.
It's winter psychology.
Not just an old lady's.
That's gift gift gift gift gift gift gift Gift Priest
That's gift gift gift gift gift gift gift Gift Priest
And he's gonna make an appearance.
He's gonna make an appearance.
Was picked in a grab bag from early on.
And written on small paper since I was so long.
Cause I'm a Gift Priest
Cause I'm a Gift Priest
People only need me when they want some gifts for free
Cause I'm a Gift Priest
Cause I'm a Gift Priest
It's appreciation half won.
And they hate their allegiance to Gift preacher one.
Gift Priest
I got my last clean Santa suit outta the wardrobe
I got my last clean Santa suit outta the wardrobe
And all the good people know
That's gift gift gift gift gift gif gift Gift Priest
All the young kids know
All the young kids know
They can't ever take advantage because I'm a Gift Priest.
They check their stocking for chocolate treats.
That's gift gift gift gift gift gift gift Gift Priest
And if the good people knew they would say
These gifts are…appreciated.
These gifts are…appreciated.
So here’s a new gift, Dan,
for the Gift Priest
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4. |
Workshop/Reindeer Park
06:43
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Two hours!
With 4 Elf-ish kids
I spent time in Santa’s Workshop
Much discussion in room C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S
I did not understand why
I could not accept the fact
that I'd accepted the contract
Much discussion in this institution
Dinner served was boiled beef and carrots
Room C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S-12-25
It was clear in the winter night
The brick outlined the North Pole sky
And I had to go round the toy graduates in the toilets
And Good King Harry was there (gifting Jimmy Saville)
Much discussion in room C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S-12-25
Much discussion in room C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S-12-25
I took a walk down at 11
I had to wade through 500 Europeans in mukluks
In an off-license I rubbed up with some drummer boys
Who threw some change on the snowy counter
And asked polite if that covered two winter lagers
A hospital discharge asked me where he could get some Xmas cash
Have you been to the English Reindeer Park?
It's a large type artist ranch
This is where C Dickens wrote A Christmas Carol
Have you been to the English Reindeer Park?
Spare a thought for the sleeping children in their beds.
They haven't had a real Christmas in two years
Two years of COVID and no family to greet
Say have you ever have a chance to meet
Captain Beefheart imitator cousins with zits?
Who is the King S. Claus?
Have you been to the English Reindeer Park?
It's a large type minstrel ranch
This is where C Dickens wrote A Christmas Carol
Have you been to the English Reindeer Park?
The young toy makers get screwed up the worst
They've gone over to the North Pole house suss
In the Christmas system they implicitly trust
See the narwhal civil servants
They get snack thrills out of a house of gingerbread
They get snack thrills out of a house of gingerbread
Have you been to the English Reindeer Park?
It's a large type artist ranch
This is where C Dickens wrote A Christmas Carol
Have you been to the English Reindeer Park?
Yes, dear chap, it hasn't changed that much
It's still a subculture gift wrapping taped up
Yes, dear chap, it hasn't changed that much
It's still a subculture gift wrapping taped up
Have you been to the English Reindeer Park?
It's a large type manger ranch
This is where C Dickens wrote A Christmas Carol
Have you been to the English Reindeer Park?
Have you been to the English Reindeer Park?
It's a large type manger ranch
This is where loads of penguins congregate in the dark
Have you been to the English Reindeer Park?
Have you been to the English Reindeer Park?
It's a large type manger ranch
This is where C Dickens wrote A Christmas Carol
Have you been to the English Reindeer Park?
Hey tourist didn’t like the gifts you brought
Hey midwestern group didn’t like the gifts you brought
Hey Scottish group didn’t like the gifts you brought
Hey midwestern group didn’t like the gifts you brought
Hey Scottish group didn’t like the gifts you brought
didn’t like the gifts you brought
Hey midwest, did you get my list?
Hey midwestern group didn’t like the gifts you brought
didn’t like the gifts you brought
Guess what
Guess guess guess...
Guess what
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5. |
Mere Suit Hat Red.
02:49
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His heart organ was where it should be
His sled was in the grass
His hand was well out of his pocket
His pipe was in his mouth
Had a big white beard which was weird some time ago
Never heard Ramones in ’81
Once built a Spanish guitar
Dairy free milk and no gluten - sophisticate!
Spanish guitar doesn't get far
In kids wanting to be rock stars
His dreamgirl sings Christmas carols for him
A fancied wit with his two lists for nice and naughty
Who's causes and reasons were full of spite
They were actually not that nice
He’s not a thunder blanket type
His sled is in back
His sled is in back
His sled is in back
He had a rough sled flight
And one night he stopped off to check Rudolph’s light
Decadent reindeers alike
He showed he was a big fan of all kinds of cookies
Ate blondies, rice krispies, brownies, spritzers
Twice each at least
Twice each at least
Twice each at least
Who was Santa Claus’s father? (x12)
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6. |
Winter (Parcel-Tracking)
04:34
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Packages uncovered
Street signs you never saw
Some packages undelivered
Courtesy winter
You got a UPS delivery
In your area at 3:30
You got video meeting at 3:15
But it's 3:13
The packages were left-side south-side towards me
There were about 7
Outside was a cleaning lady
In snowboots there was large black dog
And the packages read:
"Under the tree
Under the tree
Under the tree"
I'd just walked past the California post office
The sidewalk was littered with scraps of gift wrap
There was an electric Divvy parked outside
With soup and bread subscription meals in the basket
...they were inside and they didn't even tip...
Anyway two weeks before with packages in my arms said
"I'll take both of you home,
I'll take both of you home"
Then I saw opened another one inside
It was a parka and a new winter hat
With a green-fuzz skull and crossbones
Something to wear at the new holiday party
Anyway then I missed another one
But now I looked like the victim of a gatehop
Packages uncovered
Street signs you never saw
Some packages undelivered
Courtesy winter
Packages uncovered
All shipping enquiries too
No shipments delivered
Courtesy winter
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7. |
Winter #2 Days Late
04:33
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Inside the post office
Was a replica Santa cut-out
And the man at the counter
Sorta went out of window, by the sidewalk
And took my packages round
"Please take this Santa hat,
Please wear this Santa hat.
It's no sign of authority.
Wear your gloves and put it on"
Courtesy winter
(Winter)
So [around the] packages
Man at the post office said
"I just looked round
I just looked round
I just looked round
"And all my gifts were stolen"
Two turtle doves cross the sky
There fly krakens
And sometimes, that partridge.....
Makes me tremble
Courtesy winter
The Christmas tree had 400 lights, the average is 250 lights
The mediocre has 200 lights, the sign of genius is 300 lights
There's one hundred lights left, that's the one hundred lights
That's the USPS law
Courtesy winter
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8. |
Just Gift 12 Days
03:25
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When what used to excite you does not
Like you've used up all your allowance of experiences
Head filled with a mass of far too many gifts for the days.
(This is an important aspect of Gift Priest.
His hypnotic induction process.
His gifting last chance)
Just gift 12 days from this world today
Just gift 12 days round this place today
Just gift 12 days from this world today
Just gift 12 days round this place today
Don't ever hit that vulgar tree
The partridge says: 'Hey you gotta add me'
Just gift outside this Christmas-ish world today
Just gift right round this...today
The Eastern Bloc rocks to Elton John.
So just gift 12 days round this place today
To be a celebrity you've gotta eat the past, nowadays
But who wants to have geese laying, anyway?
Just gift right this Christmas-ish world today
Just gift outside this grubby place today
Just gift out miss the ice flicks of Bacardi
Just gift outside this Christmas-ish world today
Don't let it beat ya
Don't let it gift ya
Jump on the back of swans singing
Hit those five golden rings
Just gift 12 days outside this future world today
Today
...world today
Just gift 12 days from this place today
Jump on the back of swans singing
Hit those five golden rings
Just gift 12 days outside this future world today
Today
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9. |
Who Fills the Stockings?
04:30
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Who fills the stockings?
Who fills the stockings?
I'll tell ya who fills the stockings
All the Olds
Parents
Grandparents
Siblings
Aunts and uncles, those olds
Who fills the stockings?
Old Santa C
Who fills the stockings?
Smiling young parents
Aging siblings in elf hats
All the Olds
Who fills the stockings?
The Stockings are red felt
Red felt feet
Red felt--red felt feet
Red felt--red felt feet
Who fills the stockings?
Remember when I put a toothbrush in your stocking babe?
Before I got a crown and root canal?
Who fills the stockings?
Mantels like three level wood splits
Who fills the stockings?
Candy cane pies and toast
Who fills the stockings?
I put a Snickers and potatoes in there once
This was real Irish gold
Rudolph was then good as gold
And told of the reindeer at the Spa Motel
The real mould.
Who fills the stockings?
Blitzen’s cob-web eyes!
Who fills the stockings?
Christmas marathon movie TV
Arena ice shows
Daily parade, shopping spree, daily deals
Who fills the stockings?
Red felt--red felt feet
Red felt--red felt feet
Who fills the stockings?
(Guest rooms)
Black burnt pies
Hark herald
The angels sing
Who fills the stockings?
(All the Olds cross country)
Who fills the stockings?
[Man] super Santa-artists
Who fills the stockings?
Christmas marathon movie TV
You mind tellin me?
Here's a word from Rudy
When you can’t see at night, just have them call me
My red nose isn’t your enemy, the weather’s your enemy
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
Red felt--red felt feet
Who fills the stockings?
Who fills the stockings?
Christmas marathon movie TV
Real mould
Rudolph is who the Irish know, Joe.
Who fills the stockings?
All grandparents.
Red felt--red felt feet
Red felt--red felt feet
Red felt--red felt feet
Who fills the stockings?
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10. |
(Christmas in) Iceland
06:46
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A plate of smoked lamb and turkey was served
And I did feed all my compatriots
Fed full within the core of myself
Not a matter of ill-health
It was fear of later hunger deep in core of myself
The fact attainment was out of...
Mounting orations
With populations
Celebrating Christmas in Iceland
Sing of legend, sing of destruction
Witness the last of the Yule Lads
Hear about the Yule Cat
Cast the runes against your own soul
There is not much more time to go
Dark for over fifteen hours for in the deep of the snow
Celebrating Christmas in Iceland
Slamming doors and stealing pots
Harassing sheep with the peg-legs
With a large glance from the country folk
Gryla shows up as well,
Hair blond as hell
Cast the Yules against your own soul
Roll up for the sledding in snow
Celebrating Christmas in Iceland
Hiding in rafters for what is smoked
Is thin and malnourished
Like the Yule Lads around him.
See a green tree, gingerbread
Make a grab for the book of prayers.
For the 6pm cathedral mass
Celebrating Christmas in Iceland
What does Epiphany Day hit?
Say goodbye to each tradition
I gifted a Memorex to the Krakens
That induces this rough text
And casts the runes against the self-soul
Celebrating Christmas in Iceland
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11. |
...Christmas Day
10:24
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Everywhere
Everywhere
Everywhere
Everywhere
Christmas Day
No matter what and never who wraps presents or who's just there
You show me the properly shoveled roads
You show me the properly shoveled roads
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
There’s whiteout conditions on the roads
There’s whiteout conditions on the roads
So you even mistrust your own feelings
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
No matter what and never who wraps presents or who's just there
The whole Earth shudders
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Every road just has that black ice for us here, Tom Skilling
Christmas Day
who says they'll travel later?
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Seen from an ice covered windshield
And this day
The old feelings came back
Every road just has that black ice for us here, Tom Skilling
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
The whole Earth shudders
The surroundings are screaming on the roads
You even mistrust your own feelings
And this day
The old feelings came back
Big fat snowflakes on the driveway
And this day
The old feelings came back
Every road just has that black ice for us here, Tom Skilling
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
No matter what and never who wraps presents or who's just there
who says they'll travel later?
who says they'll travel later?
The body's like a US hockey player's
Blades make presence felt
Worked 3 weeks to get the day off
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
My shoulder feels sore because I slipped on the walk
Christmas Day
The old feelings came back
Every road just has that black ice for us here, Tom Skilling
Christmas Day
The whole Earth shudders
There’s whiteout conditions on the roads
There’s whiteout conditions on the roads
You even mistrust your own feelings
And the overall winter area
who says they'll travel later?
who says they'll travel later?
Christmas Day
The old feelings came back
Big fat snowflakes on the driveway
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Christmas Day
Everywhere
Everywhere
Everywhere
Everywhere
Every road just has that black ice for us here, Tom Skilling
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Neal Markowski Chicago, Illinois
Neal Markowski is a composer/musician in Chicago.
He's performed/realized pieces of 20th/21st century electronic music through the US, in addition to playing in a dozen-or-so bands over the years.
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