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The Vestibules
Sketches, Songs, and Shoes
Christmas on Acid
A family gathering with presents and fun
Another Christmas and this one's wonderful
Presents and cheer, candy canes and gingerbread men
But wait, the gingerbread men have come alive
They're moving round the room and now they're on fire
They're moving round the room and now they're on fire
Why do I see these things?
It's not the rum and egg nog
It's not the holiday fun
It's Chrismas on acid
Christmas on acid
My stocking's full of spiders and snakes
My little cousins have become walking talking fruitcakes
The whole family's looking at me cause I've got the shakes
Why do I see these things?
It's not the rum and egg nog
It's not the holiday fun
It's Chrismas on acid
Christmas on acid
The turkey's dancing on grandma's head
And her eyes are a devil red
Santa's dead, oh Santas dead
Why do I see these things?
It's not the rum and egg nog
It's not the holiday fun
It's Chrismas on acid
Christmas on acid