Oh what an honored man am I
That these eyes might see you tonight
Oh what a modern man I am
Counting the fears in one hair pore of skin
Oh Farrah, Farrah, I don't dare to stare at you I'll lose my sight
And tear my hair out like some sage who's gazed at the face of god
Farrah Marie, what is this?
Have a very merry Christmas
And bury me deep in this mess
Ill be under where you walk
I'm just like everybody else is
And everybody else is a fine dust
Dead in our houses
Until someone dares us to rise up
Oh Farrah, Farrah, Farrah; spare a heed for me, beneath this night
I'm barely there, but where you are, Farrah, my heart beats right
Farrah Marie what is this?
Have a very merry Christmas
And bury me deep in this mess
Oh, I'll be under where you walk
That these eyes might see you tonight
Oh what a modern man I am
Counting the fears in one hair pore of skin
Oh Farrah, Farrah, I don't dare to stare at you I'll lose my sight
And tear my hair out like some sage who's gazed at the face of god
Farrah Marie, what is this?
Have a very merry Christmas
And bury me deep in this mess
Ill be under where you walk
I'm just like everybody else is
And everybody else is a fine dust
Dead in our houses
Until someone dares us to rise up
Oh Farrah, Farrah, Farrah; spare a heed for me, beneath this night
I'm barely there, but where you are, Farrah, my heart beats right
Farrah Marie what is this?
Have a very merry Christmas
And bury me deep in this mess
Oh, I'll be under where you walk
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