Christmas Ball - Eraserheads Poem by opium lestre

Everybody gather round
Celebrate
We will have a feast in town
Preparations must take place

Santa himself is coming this year
Even if it's not snowing here
We will have a ball so grand

Hang, shiny, happy bright lights
Don't forget the cakes at midnight
Wear your dancing shoes and christmas bells

Now do this and do that
Says the xmas comm.

Something quite wrong
Is coming along
Every detail is fine
Yet, something seems so queer