(Two, three...)
I'm gonna stuff my present up your chimney
And the melted snow will make it all wet
Cuz it's gonna be one of those Christmas days
Spent in bed

I will be your little drummer boy
I'll beat it till you feel no pain
Cuz baby you're my Christmas joy
When you're sucking on my candy cane

It's gonna be one of those Christmas days
We spend in bed
It's gonna be one of those Christmas days
We spend in bed

YEAHHH!!!
Merry Christmas!
(Yeah.)

Third Eye Blind

Third Eye Blind from San Francisco Mission District Mostly guitars with other things knocking around Riffs and deep beats Lyrics are expanded in a kinda hip hop way That wrong thing you’re not supposed to say- we say it Black on Black pretty much from the beginning It took us so long to get things this way but it really feels like we are underway now Jacked on coffee we are a fabulously disorganized bunch We seek impact with friends try to surf whenever we can dirty jokes looking out for each other we have eyes and a voice so no surprise when we speak the fuck up We care about shit No sequencers no backing tracks not a DJ group We believe in the gathering power of music Guess you could say we are a motherfucking rock band Born in shadow, made of lions, loud as fuck