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Holiday Sweaters

by get better

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    Free download of Holiday Sweaters, the first seasonal album by Get Better; recorded in Rockford, Alabama. In your choice of audio formats.
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Cottleston Cottleston Cottleston Pie, A fly can't bird, but a bird can fly. Ask me a riddle and I reply Cottleston Cottleston Cottleston Pie. Cottleston Cottleston Cottleston Pie, Why does a chicken? I don't know why. Ask me a riddle and I reply Cottleston Cottleston Cottleston Pie. Cottleston Cottleston Cottleston Pie, A fish can't whistle and neither can I. Ask me a riddle and I reply Cottleston Cottleston Cottleston Pie.
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Percy the puny poinsettia Is hanging his bloom in dismay If they had just kept him wetta He'd be a houseplant today Folks liked the other plants betta Now he's alone on the shelf Even a plant with no uncle or aunt Shouldn't spend Christmas Day by himself Holiday shoppers would stop by the counter And pick up a plant to take home Until one by one all his friends were adopted And Percy was left all alone Percy the puny poinsettia Is hanging his bloom in dismay If they had just kept him wetta He'd be a houseplant today Folks liked the other plants betta Now he's alone on the shelf Even a plant with no uncle or aunt Shouldn't spend Christmas Day by himself Then into the store on the night before Christmas Came a poor little girl who was cryin' But when she saw Percy her eyes opened wide And she said "Can I please make him mine?" Now Percy the puny poinsettia Is standing beside Mr. Tree His leaves have never been redda, He's as proud as a flower can be Somebody made him feel betta, Rescued him off of the shelf Even a plant with no uncle or aunt Shouldn't spend Christmas Day by himself
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Your neck is craned a lazy quarter of the distance down your back, creating a reason for the blood to go there. To know my only veins are your hands across my back where you're resting. when you rest. Broke from the sins of our shoulders Run its motors to waters to struggle and end. Cried at the funeral because you can go anywhere to be hallowed by thy name and mine name ours. I'm dying to try to stop the wind, leave the leaves left and leave and leave To be hollowed by thy name and my name It's hours to be where B is for Bethlehem where Jesus was a fisherman. I know he starts and finishes men but I don't know why. Jesus was a fisherman, fishing men from the devil hands, so the devil was made red to live a damned life. And the red in your face is touchable to the blues and the Muscles in a memory. Where I have lost my voice and I smell like paste again where we'll be resting, when we rest. My friends have been my anchor People out of the bible stand in the rain to be where B is for Bethlehem.
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I'll be around, when your keys are lost and found. I'll be around, when you run aground I'll be around, when you're waiting on the line I'll be around, i'll be there every time. I'll be around, the problems you might find I'll be around, I'll be there every time.
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Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad Prospero Año y Felicidad. Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad Feliz Navidad Prospero Año y Felicidad. I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas From the bottom of my heart.
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Halfway down the stairs Is a stair where I sit: There isn't any other stair quite like it. I'm not at the bottom, I'm not at the top: So this is the stair where I always stop. Halfway up the stairs Isn't up, and isn't down. It isn't in the nursery, it isn't in the town: And all sorts of funny thoughts Run round my head: "It isn't really anywhere! It's somewhere else instead!"
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When I was young I believed in Santa Claus My brother said it was dad And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas Open my presents and I'd be glad But the last time I played Father Christmas I stood outside a department store A gang of kids came over and mugged me They knocked my reindeer to the floor And said Father Christmas give us some money Don't mess around with those silly toys We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over We want your bread so don't make u s annoyed Give all the toys to the little rich boys Don't give my brother a Get Better Album Don't give my sister a cuddly toy We don't want a jigsaw or monopoly money We only want the real McCoy Father Christmas give us the money We'll beat you up if you make us annoyed Father Christmas give us some money Don't mess around with those silly toys But give my daddy a job 'cos he needs one He's got lots of mouths to feed And if you've got one I'll take a new cell phone So I can be like the kids on the street Have yourself a merry merry Christmas Have yourself a good time But remember the folks who got nothing And try to share if you've got some wine. Father Christmas give us some money We've got no time for your silly toys Father Christmas please hand it over We'll beat you up so don't make us annoyed Father Christmas give us some money Don't mess around with those silly toys We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over We want your bread so don't make us annoyed Give all the toys to the little rich boys
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A collection of some of our favorite songs. Holiday inspired or otherwise, these are the tunes we think of this time of year.

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released December 18, 2010

recorded and produced by Graham LeBron and Shanna Mahan. engineered and mixed by Graham LeBron

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