Last Legs

Last legs blows on a penny whistle Cracks the silent night Lost and lonely people bump and grind Under neon lights Santa is bleeding Some punk shot him in the eye All we need on Christmas Eve Is another God damn drive-by Last legs blowing Into a cold and crooked wind His head is heavy And his heart is full of sin Headline in the paper screams: There's no more room in Hell And Armageddon Has been cancelled 'Cause the tickets Didn't sell But it's ok There won't be a second coming today --- Last Legs - Cop Shoot Cop