• Songwriters: Sam Lucid, Brian Patrick Murray

My belly is full of hot jelly and warm beer
My body got fooled
It's alright 'cause I'm still here
Yeah, I'm talkin' to you
Got thing else to do
I'm singing my song
You're singing it all wrong

Left me out in the snow
Sent me back on the road
Left me out in the cold last night, oh yeah
I was out on the grove
Making angels alone
Frosty gave me a ride back home, oh yeah, oh yeah

Goddammit, I'm mad
I guess it isn't all that bad
'Cause it's a whole new year
But our money's no good here
Goddammit, I'm pissed!
Take a look at this bullshit
'Cause it's a brand new day
But there's gotta be more ways

Left me out in the snow
Sent me back on the road
Left me out in the cold last night, oh yeah
I was out on the grove
Making angels alone
Frosty gave me a ride back home, oh yeah, oh yeah

La da da dee da
Going home while the sun's still down
La da da dee da, dee dee ah
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Going home with my hands still numb
Pa rum pum pum pum
Pa rum pum pum pum, fiddly ah

Now, Frosty told me,
"You listen here clearly"
"I'm talking to you"
"I got nothing else to do"
"Quit running around, quit keeping that head down"
"Keep humming this tune, 'cause I'm coming back real soon"

Left us out in the snow
Sent us back on the road
Left us out in the cold last night, oh yeah
We were out on the grove
Making angels alone
Frosty gave us a ride back home, oh yeah, oh yeah

La da da dee da
Going home while the sun's still down
La da da dee da, dee dee ah
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Going home with my hands still numb
Pa rum pum pum pum
Pa rum pum pum pum, fiddly ah