Your December 16 Advent treat window looks like this:
You sing it an Irish hymn and it drifts off to sleep, allowing you to sneak past it to find today’s grungy holiday track:
Here are the lyrics in case your country needs a new national anthem:
I’m the man
Who turned away Mary
My inn was full
and Joseph looked scary
Had I known
She was pregnant with jesus
Would’ve offered her crackers and cheeses
I paid the price
The Next day I had lice
a guy killed my wife
With a really dull knife
My inn caught on fire
And I always perspire
Now my prospects are dire
Gotta pray to my sire
Dear God I’m sorry, dude
I didn’t mean to be so fuckin rude
can you stop putting nails in my food?
I swear i think Jesus is really cool like you
GLENN W. MACAULAY 