Nothing says Christmas like a party out at my great aunts
Out on the front lawn, some things never change
A manger scene, wise man, and herd of sheep so fantastic
Hard covered plastic blinking in the yard
Red punch, green punch, Brach holiday mints and some peanuts
The more things stay the same you know, the more they stay the same
Red punch, green punch, silver bowl of mints and some peanuts
The great aunts of the world you know will never change their game
Figurines like memories
Ceramics pulled from the basement, fire-glazed in 1963
Silent night music box, travel back in time
When Christmas always always shines
Red punch, green punch, Brach holiday mints and some peanuts
The more things stay the same you know
The more they stay the same
Red punch, green punch, silver bowl of mints and some peanuts
The great aunts of the world you know will never change their game
The poor years, the war years, the 50s and the 60s and the born years
Christmas in the 70s and the early 80s never fade
Red punch, green punch
Never thought that I could miss it so much
The more things change, you know
I think some things should stay the same
Red punch, green punch, silver bowl of mints and some peanuts
The great aunts of the world may come and go
But they never change their game
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