Lyrics Holiday - Jenny O.

Holiday

This time of year
I get my favorite things
I’ve chosen them all pretty dearly
I put 'em together
And honor, for free
My reality
On my holiday
Well oh well, oh me oh my
Y’all come over!
I found God
She’s in the Arctic Circle
Checking on a submarine
The sky is falling
There’s a pie on the table!
And how it speaks to me!
On my holiday
Well oh well, oh me oh my
Y’all come over!
I am a lover
I’m looking for others
Thinking of life pretty clearly
It’s everything
It is you, it is me
The land and the deep blue sea
And it’s a holiday
L-O-L, oh me oh my
Y’all come over!
Y’all come over!
To-D-A-Y
Y’all come over!
To-D-A-Y
Y’all come over!
Try, company, try!
Try, company, try!
Come celebrate it
Or you’re aiding in the
Ending of our time
Come to believe it
Or you’re even
The awful reason
For decline