Technicolor Nativity

Lift up our best feelings as an oblation Put up decorations on the lawn Doll up all the house-fronts Like Greek virgins for the killing And put some sentimental music on Little silver stars up in the firmament Below, a technicolor pantheon Santa and his reindeer And Holy Mother Mary And the child whom all existence waits upon Should the strength of our wishes falter Should our traditions fail Our paychecks bounce Our families fall apart At least he's out there in the yard somewhere Not in our houses yet, but not so very far Not in our houses yet, but not so very far