Text: Rancid. Rancid (1993). Holiday Sunrise.

so i packed everything i owned
midnight christmas eve
a kid could feel alone
i drink my scotch
my mind goes astray
midnight christmas eve
starts out in a way
i cried when i had no shoes
'til i met the man with no feet
it's just a
holiday sunrise
i suddently realized

i got no alibis
holiday sunrise
relatives of mine said
they were born again
fucked up world has made me born against
im a sinner and ny soul should be cleansed
i'll take my chances when im dead