Yule, Holly, Tinsel and What Not

You've got it tangled up real bad It's supposed to be the best time of the year You don't really have much pride in anything at all anymore Do you The snow on the rooftops melted overnight The roads are clear, the kids are pissed The lights in the neighborhood grow dim Everyone seems to be leaving town The houses are dark, this bundle of lights I string to shine For no one You've got it tangled up real bad Lost feeling in your face in the cold for fun I know I'm not the only one This is supposed to be the best time of the year But my hands won't move