Written by Dennis DeYoung. Lead vocals by Dennis DeYoung I remember Christopher. such a man. so brave and tall he took the baby Jesus. in his arms. across the waterfall people cried, "he's holy
Hang on St. Christopher through the smoke and the oil. Buckle down the rumble seat and let the radiator boil. Got an overhead downshift and a two-dollar grill. Got an eighty-five cabin on an
Ian My name is Ian Underwood and I am the straight member of the group. (Ha ha ha!). Suzy Wowie Zowie!. Ian One month ago I heard The Mothers of Invention at the theater. I heard them on two
along mother nature, they spat at your son. So justice has got to be done And beauty is lying alone in the park. The friend has gone bowling in the alleys so dark. Where's her knight in white Armour
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow Oh, I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. With
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the tree tops glisten and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. With
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,. just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten and children listen. to hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,. with
I'm dreaming of a White Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the tree tops glisten, and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a White Christmas. With
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. With
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. With
