Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Homeless on the Holidays, artist - Bob Rivers. Album song Chipmunks Roasting On An Open Fire, in the genre Date of issue: 28.08.2000
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Homeless on the Holidays |
| Oh there’s food for the homeless on the holidays |
| Cause no matter how filthy or uncombed |
| If you’re down on your luck you can really graze |
| For the holidays we throw those bums a bone |
| I met a man who drank and smelled of pee he was heading for |
| The local mission for some homemade pumpkin pie |
| Panhandling folks are always hanging round by the discount liquor store |
| And they’re not too brand specific, gee a buck would be terrific |
| But there’s food for the homeless on the holidays |
| There’s a turkey just like Mama made at home |
| If they pine for redemption from their heathen ways |
| Come the holidays we’ll toss those bums a bone |
| Take a piss in your pants till you smell like you’re from France |
| Put some vino in a crumpled paper sack |
| Though you’re smelling like a beast |
| You’ll be treated to a feast |
| Want seconds come on right back |
| There’s lots of food for the homeless on the holidays |
| Have some pumpkin pie and ham with provolone |
| We don’t care if they eat dog food on the other days |
| When you call a cardboard box your home sweet home |
| For the holidays we’ll toss those bums a bone |